Press

You say that now is my time,
To walk in your blessings,
And I declare that I am pressing
Into the promises you have made;
My hope in you will not fade.
So I will cry out for my deepest desire;
No more of me do you require
Than to embrace my power & authority
For I know the plans you have for me.
They arrive in your appointed season,
Often beyond my understanding or reason;
Yet never late or incomplete,
So I lay my motives down at your feet.
And when you call on me to act,
You remind me I never lack
The strength and ability
To claim the promises spoken over me.

3/22/2012