I Wish

I sat with the Lord in prayer and a quiet question came to my heart: “What do you wish for, daughter?” I really didn’t recognize His Word in it but I began to pour out my heart to Him nevertheless. He seemed to want to hear my deepest heart wishes on this morn. Isn’t it lovely that He cares for every need?

He politely listened as I went from small wishes to large from shallow ones to deep heart cries. Every single one seemed of paramount importance to Him.

Later in the day I received a precious article submitted for our online women’s magazine. It was a new author so I began to read her work. Suddenly, tears filled my eyes as I saw this scripture:

If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, ask whatever you WISH, and it will be done for you.

John 15:7

He knew He needed to circle back around because I simply missed the moment. I am so grateful that His lovingkindness circles back around when I am slow to understand.

Of course, per His way with me, we penned it into a poem. Perhaps, you have some of the same wishes?

Then John 15:7 is a promise to stand on for us today… and always.

I wish my heart did not still bleed

From broken places deep

I wish that You would reconcile

The waters that once raged steep.

I wish that others would see You pure

And the way You’ve loved me well

I wish that I had met on earth

Some saints before they left.

I wish, O’ God, that love was full

And that sorrows did not remind

Of every faded little wound

That stings from time to time.

I wish, dear Lord, to follow close

When this world turns away

To keep You before me continually

To walk in your good ways.

I wish I’d known you earlier, Lord

I feel I did miss out

Although I know Your Word is true

And You ordered me a good route.

I wish that I could see the signs

Miracles, wonders, and more

Daily in the lives of those

Who seem to be unsure.

I wish I, still, was more like You

I’m trying to walk it well

Staying close just like a child

To always “go and tell.”

I wish, O’ Lord, my heart was seen

By those with petty hate

Never did they give a chance

For me to love them great.

I wish that every tear I’ve cried

Would anoint a hurting heart

And that it would be a healing balm

With every single drop.

I wish for many bigger dreams

That in my heart do stir

For when I delight myself in You

You activate Your Word.

You’ve given to me already much

I’m grateful for all You pour

But since You asked me for what I wish

I simply want You more and more…