How I love you Lord. How I long to live in your presence, but sometimes it is so hard. There are days when I feel you so near; yet, there are days when you seem so far away. I can't touch you or feel your love. I feel abandoned. I know these are the times when you are looking to see me press. I know some days we don't feel saved. Some days the weights are about our neck, legs and arms. In your word Jesus says to take his yoke upon us for his burden is light and the yoke is easy. But, it is in the press that I must reach out into the darkness to grasp your lifeline. You promised to be with me, you promised to uphold me, you promised to never leave nor forsake me. So, I must trust you Lord when it seems so futile. I must believe although my flesh hurts and my heart aches. I must grasp hold of the horns of the altar and press. I must press into destiny and purpose. I must press and allow the weight of your glory to consume me and to break me. Break me Lord. Crush me Lord. Cause me to be still and allow you to pour me out as a drink offering fit to bring you glory. Cause me to allow others to see me press even when I don't feel like it and it hurts. Cause me to be a witness to the faithfulness, mercy and love of Yeshua. So, I will press. I will press in the hard times. I will press and reach for destiny. I reach out to you and I forget the things of the past and press toward the mark of the high calling in Christ Jesus. I will press on my knees. I will press with my plate turned down. I will press with my hands lifted toward heaven and my eyes on you oh God. I will press. I will press. I will press. I will press until deliverance comes. I declare your righteousness in the earth and I declare your glory in my life! I press!
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