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With my own eyes

Father, I will admit that all this while, I have been looking at You through the lens of other people.

 They are not bad people, but I know now that You want me to look at You as You Are and as You reveal Yourself to me.

 Now I say...

 "Father, no more do I wish to know You through other people. No more do I want to know You as he or she knows You. I want to know You for myself. I want to see You with my own eyes. and Lord I swear, that I will take everything You show me as TRUTH. I will take every word You speak to me as LIFE. I will guard every utterance You make to me with my life. I will hold on to it tightly and if ever I find myself in a place where I am called to deny all that You have told me, I will give my life in exchange of that denial"

 All I ask, Papa...

 "Come find me. Come find Your dwelling in me. Come Papa, Your Majesty, summon me to Your Throne Room. Send Your emissaries, Your Heavenly Angels to summon me to You. Your Majesty, please look with favour upon me...Your Princess and call me to training. I am ready and willing to know You and to find myself in You."

 "I swear Papa, that whoever You say that I am is who I shall be. Whichever name You call me is who I shall become."

 By myself I am not diligent enough to find You.
By myself, I am nothing and greatly incapacitated.

 So I beckon You Papa, call me; come for me; send for me.
Clothe me with Your Spirit, that I may come when You send for me.

 Like a child, I am ready to start school.
Like an eager Royal child, I am ready to learn the art of war.
Like a student, I am ready to learn from her Master.

 Kabiyesi, summon me Papa.

 Look with favour upon Your Princess.
Have mercy on me, Your Highness.

 Call me to You My King,

 I call on Your name.

 I call on Your name oh King.

 I call on Your name oh Kind and Merciful Father.

 Look with kindness upon me, Papa.

 ...and bring me to You.

 Please.
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