Lord, in this month of opening- aperio
When buds and blossoms abound, bloom,
May I see a great harvest- open heaven.
Mighty God, exceed my all expectations.
Let there be the turning of my table for good.
Let this long-running famine come to an end, O Lord.
May the years the locust has eaten be restored-
Manifold, superabundantly- a hundred-fold.
May my heart pant for the Living God,
As the deer pants after water,
As the dry land is yearning for water.
Open my eyes, O Lord, as never before,
In this month of openings,
To see beyond the seen.
Pour out Your anointing, O God
To break every yoke of bondage,
Barricade, stagnation and retrogression,
For your matchless Name’s sake.
You opened the eyes of Abraham to see
The vastness of blessings in store for him.
You opened the eyes of Hagar to see
The well within her reach, to which she was blind.
You opened the eyes of Abraham
to see the ram caught in the thicket.
You opened the eyes of blind Bartimaeus
and the man who was born blind.
You opened the eyes of Balaam to see the angel
barricading the way when he was disobedient.
Lord, You opened the eyes of the servant of Elisha
To see the heavenly hosts standing guard
in protection of your prophet.
Affirming ‘There are more with us than are against us’
Jolt me from slumber, O Lord, to work while it is day.
May I redeem the time, leaving no stone unturned
And live with eternity in view.
Keep me, O Lord, from chasing the wind.
Help me to set my face like a flint like Ezekiel and Jeremiah
and Paul in pursuance of vision,
‘That I may know Him and the power of His resurrection
and the fellowship of His suffering…
Forgetting those things which are behind
and reach forth to those things
which are ahead, I press for the mark
of the high calling which is in Christ Jesus.’
O that will I be tenacious, consistent and persevering
like Nehemiah in the face of opposition
and blackmail and ridicule and distraction
to stand strong in You and your mighty power,
putting on the whole armour of God, to stand in the evil day.
Teach me, O Lord, to wait upon You
to renew my strength as to mount up with wings
as an eagle, run and not be weary,
walk and not faint.
Help me, Lord, to make veryValleyofBaccaI face
a place of spring, to spring forth to your glory,
and come forth like gold after going through the crucible, the valley of the shadow of death.
And when I come to myGardenofGethsemane,
Lord, may I not buckle under the pressure
but trust in Your faithfulness,
knowing that Your grace is sufficient for me,
and in weakness, Your strength shall be made perfect.
Mighty God. I pray that like my Lord
I will say whole-heartedly,
‘Not my will but yours be done.
Thank you, O Lord, for strength
for today and bright hope for tomorrow.
Great is thy faithfulness!
Day of visitation
Will come to you soon
To ignite your bloom.
It will bring your boon
Lost in the loom
If you believe
You will receive.
12 having your conduct honorable among the Gentiles, that when they speak against you as evildoers, they may, by your good works which they observe, glorify God in the day of visitation.