Lord...when I read verses like these I am completely set back. I think of the those who came out of Egypt and couldn't approach or touch the Mt. of God lest they die...how no one but the high priest could enter the Holy of Hollies...

I come to you myself and confess that I am guilty of not realizing the seriousness of approaching a Holy God...How I'm sure I come with the corruption of my daily living, not coming clean before you in reverence and fear.

How do I say thank you for the shed blood of your Son, which cleanses me of all unrighteousness? How do I say thank you for the work of forgiveness, for your patience, for your undying love. Is it possible for even my praise to come before you untarnished by my wayward thoughts...by my lack of understanding and and outright apathy...? I confess being unenthusiastic and pathetically indifferent at times...half hearted and leaning toward being dangerously lukewarm...

You see all that is going on in my life...I will not use one thing for an excuse to be or feel the way I do...I simply come before you, just as I am and bow my head in shame and surrender. Thou art a consuming fire...consume all that offends you my Lord...this is my earnest prayer...