Come, Holy Spirit

You form me. You fire me. You fill me. Jesus, l lay myself down at your feet again and again. I lay myself down in the hard moments that come unexpectedly. I lay myself down in the joyful moments because my joy is never enough. You are the choice I make everyday. But one choice alone isn’t enough, Father. One time isn’t enough. This morning I choose you again. I desire you in me. You come. No longer me, but you. I’m completed in you. 

The spiritual joy I have when your light touches, fires, and fills me is nothing like the joy of a moment. Your joy is eternal. Your joy is knowing that I’m known fully. It’s coming into agreement with your will in time and substance. It’s knowing that, although I might not understand what I’m praying, you are the one praying for people and circumstances beyond my knowledge. Jesus, you are praying right now in heaven. And you choose to come and pray in me. You choose to be completed in me. This is beyond my mental understanding . But my heart gets this. I receive you again and again. I pray your will and your purpose for someone or for a need. I pray your will that changes circumstances. I pray your will that heals and restores. You praying within me is the uttermost joy. It’s my privilege, Jesus. It’s touching you like nothing else touches you.

Holy Spirit, you seal Jesus in me. Thank you being my constant companion. You convict, Holy Spirit. You correct. You comfort. You teach. You reveal my Jesus to me. You reveal need to me. You come alongside me in whatever I’m facing. You empower me beyond my capability. Come and complete Jesus in me. Breathe His life. Pray through me. Be at home in me always. Be one with me forever, Father. The depths of your grace are my greatest revelations. You intercede for me in heaven. Holy Spirit, intercede through me for those you choose and for circumstances that seem to have no answer. Use me. 

I pray for those you have called to lay themselves down at your feet. I pray for any hesitation, religious thought, or fear of your baptizing fire to be denied. I pray that the desire of all of you, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, is greater than any fear, distraction, tradition, circumstance, or opinion. You come to complete and empower us. You come to impart gifts that fire the body. You are always reaching for us. I pray we receive from you. Your flame wants to ignite us. Lord, ignite me and fill me. Ignite our pastor and fill him. Ignite and fill our church. Ignite the whole blood-bought church with power to share your gospel of grace with this world. Ignite and burn within us. May we use the gifts you have given us. May we step out in faith, believing we have received even if we haven’t evidenced it. May we exercise the authority you have declared is ours. You collect our prayers in your golden bowl in heaven. You wait for our intercession to pour your answers. Others have not received because of a lack of intercession. When we intercede in the Spirit, Father, you are the fire within us. We pray, believing, and mountains move.

May I always run to you, Father, as you have run to me. You never leave. It’s in you I move and have my being. Form me, fire me, and fill me again and again. Though I might not physically see you, I see and hear you in my spirit. I believe you are in me, and I am in you. I rejoice with a joy inexpressible and full of your glory. For you alone are my glory and my joy.

May you come to life in us, working in and through us more abundantly than we ask or think. May we exercise the gifts you have given us. May we hunger again and again, and walk after you, Holy Spirit, all the days of our lives.

Come, Holy Spirit. Complete the work you wish in me.