The Mud Puddle – Journaling Prayer by LaWanda
LaWanda - O Jesus, precious Jesus. I see you, Lord, waiting for me as I turn my eyes on you.
I am at your feet once again, Lord. My head on your thigh, but I am not at rest, Lord. I am holding on for dear life. I do not want anything to tear me away from you. I am gripping you so tightly, Lord. And with every stroke of my head, the tension, the fear leaves me until once again, I am at rest. O Lord, I love this place. I love you so, Lord, as your mercy pours out on me yet again. Lord, even in this quicksand/mud puddle I find myself in, your mercy pours out on me. Especially here, because here is where I need it the most.

