Psalm 114

1 Chapter: Psalm 114

1 Verse: Verse 8. Who turned the rock into a pool of water, the flint into a fountain of water.

1 Prayer: Rock into river, flint into fountain, stone into stream, boulder into babbling brook -- Father, You have a way with making hard and solid things liquid. And Lord, You know I need it now. I am stuck, my heart frozen, my mind paralyzed, my body statuesque in my habitual stubbornness. I am looking to You to crack me up, to break me down, to pulverize my pride until only Your love and grace spill out. Demolish the dam that keeps the flood of Your living water pent up inside me. Lord, I want to flow in the motions of Your divine love today. "Lay Your crushing hand, Your mighty hand, on me gently." Please. I love You. Thank You for saving me.

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