Lord, I know why I am alone on this mountain in the Philippines.

You left this aching void in my heart to be filled with Yourself.

Here, I am led to do three things:

 

First, I must pursue this voyage of discovery in the quest of Your will.

I must because the world needs me to do it.

 

Second, I must plunge into mighty experiments in intercessory prayer,

    to test my hypothesis that You need my help to do Your will for others,

    and that my prayer releases Your power.

I must be Your channel, for the world needs me.

 

Third, I must confront the natives here with a love which will speak Christ to them

    though I never use Your name.

They must see You in me, and I must see You in them.

Not to change the name of their religion,

    but to take their hand and say,

    “Come, let us look for God.”

 

What right then have I of any other person to come here 

    and change these people from Muslim to Christian,

    unless I lead them to a life more full of You than they have now?

Clearly, clearly, my job here is not to go to the town plaza and make converts;

    it is to live wrapped in You, 

    trembling to Your thoughts,

    burning with Your passion.

That is the best gift any of us can give to our own town.

 

Fill my mind with Your mind to the last crevice.

Catch me up in Your arms 

    and make this hour as terribly glorious as any human being has ever lived,

    if it be Your will.

 

 

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.