My Dearest Heavenly Father,
I have a confession, although You are well aware of the words I am going to write.
I didn't read the Bible today. I hardly prayed.
Savior, I am so lukewarm! My Love, when compared to Yours, is nothing - it's nothing compared to the Love of your other followers. My promises to You are dust, because I claim to Love You one day, then skip the Bible the next!
So Lord, what do I do? What do I do with this Laodicean heart of mine? I'd been doing so well with keeping in touch with You, and then I go and do something like this! When will this lukewarmness end?...Jesus, when You were here on this earth, Your every waking moment was spent serving others, or else serving God, or else recuperating so You could keep on serving us and Your Father! Why, then, is it so hard for me, the one You were tortured, humiliated, and WILLINGLY CRUCIFIED FOR, [to] find SOME time in my "busy" day to spend with You? It makes no sense.
There's this unwilling part of me that I cannot drown out...
I want to LOVE YOU! To recognize my NEED for you!
Help me, please.
Please, help me.