PASSIONATE PRAYER, AFTER GOD'S OWN HEART

​ISAIAH 22:22
AND THE KEY OF THE HOUSE OF DAVID WILL I LAY UPON HIS SHOULDER: SO HE SHALL OPEN, AND NONE SHALL SHUT; AND HE SHALL SHUT, AND NONE SHALL OPEN.

REV 3:7
AND TO THE ANGEL OF THE CHURCH OF PHILADELPHIA WRITE; THESE THINGS SAITH HE THAT IS HOLY, HE THAT IS TRUE, HE THAT HATH THE KEY OF DAVID, HE THAT OPENETH, AND NO MAN SHUTTETH; AND SHUTTETH AND NO MAN OPENETH.

I KNOW THY WORKS: BEHOLD, I HAVE SET BEFORE THEE AN OPEN DOOR, AND NO MAN CAN SHUT IT: FOR THOU HAST A LITTLE STRENGTH, AND HAST KEPT MY WORD, AND HAST NOT DENIED MY NAME.

Teach me O’ Lord to lay down my life. Teach me to be a friend. Greater love hath no man than one lay down his life for a friend. It is easy enough to say it with our mouths that we love you O’ Lord. Teach me to put forth the action in a way that is aligned with your spirit. Teach me to be pleasing in thy sight. The desire to please you is ever so present within me.. Your word has commanded that we present ourselves a living sacrifice that is holy and acceptable. I know that it is my reasonable service and that you are worthy of my complete surrender. Teach me to love you more than my own flesh. You said that you had the power to lay down your life and the power to pick it up again. Strengthen me so that I may utilize that power appropriately and daily lay down my life and take up my cross and that you may be glorified in me. It was when you laid down your life that you took the keys  of death and the grave and death was swallowed in victory. Teach me to do the same that I may overcome. Teach me O’ lord how to utilize the power to lay down my life. I desire your spirit to reign…your presence. I grasp for you to move forward, but dare not move without you. You are the driving force within me. If I could find favor to glorify you O’ Lord! If I could please you…what is your pleasure? How could the flesh wrestle with the spirit so? O’ How thine zeal hath eaten me up! Why do you allow it so? Is it a small thing to have the privilege of seeking you? Is it a small thing to receive the pouring of your spirit? Only to want more of you?…commanding more of you…I’ve become addicted to ministry. I’ve become addicted to chasing after your spirit…addicted to servicce…addicted to loving you…all the while knowing that there cannot be enough praise…enough worship…tell me how to reach your heart O’ Lord, my Father, my King…glorify yourself so that I do not consistently come short in your sight. Cleanse me O’ Lord and purge me with hyssop. Stop the mouths of the liers in wait that watch for my stumbling. They lurk in their bitterness waiting to accuse. I cannot be distracted from seeking after you. This fire and passion cometh from on high. Who or what can quench such a fuel as your spirit? How long until you satisfy my heart with your presence?