This was the poem/prayer I composed at 3 am this morning.
It would have been so much easier to have converted from human flesh to a spiritual vessel, at the point of being born again. But that didn’t happen. So, here I am, still stuck in this flesh. It’s a constant reminder of the weakness of my humanity. It is also the reason I am heavily dependent on Grace. The last few days, though, I’ve so wanted to be inundated by God; to have Him be the barrier between me, and the rest of this world, because I am tired of the barrage. It’s non-stop bombardment. It gets tiresome. I know the only reason I will ever make it to the end is the presence of Jesus and His Spirit that sustains when the rest of me just wants to go. It’s not that this life isn’t beautiful. It is. Very. But it also is rife with so much that isn’t. I had this thought: If we could drown in God’s Goodness, then we would be completely surrounded and we’d swim in Him. The sound of the rest would be muffled. That is exactly what I want. Do you know why? Once we become new in Christ, we are incompatible with the earth and yet ironically we inhabit a very earthly body. I am hoping that with this prayer, I will experience an immersion into God that will give me the shielding and the life environment that I need if I have to stick around here for a while.
“If His Grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking…” How He Loves, David Crowder
That is the truth. So, if He is all encompassing, then I’m saying, “Do it, Lord.”
God uses water as a symbolism of washing, renewal, and life. It’s everywhere in the Scriptures. The culmination of water as our Hope is in John 4:14.
–“Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”
That is it right there; The never-ending coverage of water that can keep us alive here and then, forever. But right now, I’m waiting on that submersion so it takes out a lot of the things that I don’t necessarily want to deal with right now. The sinful things, overwhelming things, the temptation and the things that seem untouchable. You know what I mean. Drown me, Lord.