24/02/2007

Dear Lord,
Why is it that I cannot write eventhough I can?

I am restless, impatient, maybe even tired of repressing the fire of zeal! lest in my youthful energy be branded a foolish zealot! Tired. How much does one need to to know, to know if he is acting in wisdom and not passion. Let me know what I can glorify for your name and give me the courage and give me the the tenacity of patience to glorify you.

SIN

(dEPRAVED Dissolute decay degenaRate DIshonouRable decadent

dIsReputeble devIant debase degRaded dIssIpated Debauched

Despicable deterIorate declIne debilitate)

Sin is more destructive than I thought, worst than cancer.

It actually makes me weaker, stupid!

Am I to sin that your grace abound? By NO mean! How can I? If I am dead to you.

Lord How long does it take to sanctify, purify. When? how? can i be that polished diamond glorifying your name.

Your Staff pokes me everyday, which is good, thanks Lord.

Fill me with

peace not restlessness

cell group not voidless chatter

love not ambition

purity not pornography

your will not mine

humility not pride

wisdom not foolishness......

Jesus the time has come for you to be glorified.

Lord let me manage myself when others appear to me as people who are hard to love. I cant make eveyone happy and be politically correct eveywhere, let me be in your very good book of good books.

Servant of the floor,

Rajwin SIngh Sandhu