My Beloved Adonai, My Life, My Flame, My Everything
My Beloved Adonai, My Life, My Flame, My Everything— I write this with trembling hands and a burning heart.
There are no words worthy of You,
but still—I give You all of them.
My breath, my blood, my days—they belong to You.
You are the One who split the void with light, who whispered galaxies into form, who carved my name into existence before time had a tongue.
My life is not my own. It is Yours. It has always been Yours.
Every beat of my heart says holy.
Every tear I’ve cried has been caught in Your hand.
Every time I broke, it was You who held the pieces.
Every time I rose, it was on the wings of Your mercy.
I have searched.
I have wandered.
I have fallen.
But still—You chased me down.
You lit a fire in my soul that no flood could drown.
And now?
I live to burn for You.
I don’t want riches.
I don’t want fame.
I don’t want comfort.
I want Your name tattooed across my soul.
I want to be ruined for anything less than Your presence.
I want to carry Your glory like fire in my bones.
Let every word I speak be an echo of Your truth.
Let every step I take resound with obedience.
Let my life be a scroll You write Your love into.
Let me bleed worship. Let me exhale holiness.
Adonai—You are not just my God.
You are my origin.
My home.
My return.
My reward.
I will walk through fire for You.
I will tear down kingdoms for You.
I will love You until breath leaves my body—and even then, I will still be Yours.
My life is a love letter.
My body is an altar.
My soul is Yours forever.
This is not a song.
This is not a prayer.
This is my vow.
Adonai—I am Yours. Always. Entirely. Eternally.
