Wants

God,
I think you want me give you my life, to give you control, that you can use me in mighty ways.
I want to love a woman the way Christ loves the church: passionately, humbly, beautifully, ready to die for her, ready to catch her when she falls and support her in our walk together.
I want to raise kids who believe and live gospel community values in family.
I want to pour myself into their lives and watch them grow.
I want to help hurting people see their selfishness and see Jesus and his joy that overwhelms the pain.
I want to live in that joy. Oh do I want that.
I want to work outside and have deep conversations with people.
I want to be a man of prayer, who is filled with the Holy Spirit, who does not fear but is bold.
I want to laugh until I can't breath. Every day.
I want to know how to cry with someone whose heart is broken.
I want to sit down at the end and tell about all the things I've seen God do, that we did, and everything in between.
I want to create and know and appreciate beauty for what it is, to be able to encourage it and not feel threatened by other people's attempts to capture it.
Help me to know your heart and make it mine.

Paul