This trip is yours, father. We seek to please only you. Rid us of ourselves and make us yours. Fill us with your Holy Spirit, and blow our minds again. We say you are not finished. You are actively working through every moment of our lives. You have a perfect, pleasing plan for each of us individually. We invite you in to do whatever you want to do. Break us, Lord. If we are going to be with the broken, we have to be broken. So give us your heart for your people. Give us your heart for each other. We want to feel what you feel. We want to love what you love. We want to cry for what hurts your heart. We choose to be doormen in your Kingdom and we walk away from the kingdoms we've built with our own hands. Lead us in your truth, never let us go. You don't need our service. Rid us of the deception that we have done something to deserve this trip. Rid us of the deception that you need us. You don't need anymore servants. Their work is worthless to you. You desire lovers. Make us your lovers, Jesus. We are your bride, and we come to you, ready to hear your heartbeat, and then go out and do what pleases you.
(photos from gallery on Iris Ministries' Website)
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