Dear Jesus, 

I didn’t know that I was disappointed.


I am disappointed. 

I know that you’re not done. Just like the woman with the single jar of olive oil in 2 Kings. I vow to take what I have and request what I don’t. I’ll use what I have to fill what you give me. I’m supernaturally equipped. I’ll keep pouring. I’ll pour out your love and patience. I’ll pour out worship, gratitude and thanksgiving.

I still believe you. I give you my disappointment. I’m seeing the weight of my perfectionism crushed by your will. Your will is to cover my imperfections with your perfection. I surrender to it. 

In your name, my love.

Amen. It is so.

I pray with great faith for [myself], because I’m fully convinced that the One who began this glorious work in [me] will faithfully continue the process of maturing [me] and will put his finishing touches to it until the unveiling of our Lord Jesus Christ!
— ‭‭Philippians‬ ‭1:6‬ ‭TPT‬‬
My grace is always more than enough for you, and my power finds its full expression through your weakness.” So I will celebrate my weaknesses, for when I’m weak I sense more deeply the mighty power of Christ living in me.
— 2 Corinthians‬ ‭12:9‬ ‭TPT‬‬

Elisha asked her, “What can I do for you? Tell me, what do you have in the house?”
She said, “Your servant has nothing in the house except a jar of oil.”
Then he said, “Go out and borrow empty containers from all your neighbors. Do not get just a few. Then go in and shut the door behind you and your sons, and pour oil into all these containers. Set the full ones to one side.
— 2 Kings 4:1-4