Living Flame of Love (Be Careful What You Pray For)

Posted On October 2, 2026

Sometimes a prayer rises before we understand where it wants to take us.

 

This one came during my Quiet Time.

 

 

Living Flame of Love

Living Flame of Love
burning within me.

 

In the quiet,
let me sit beside the fireplace with You,
rest in Your presence,
watch the flame,
feel its warmth caress my skin.

 

Let the fire beyond me
become the fire within me.

 

Draw me deeper
beyond thought,
beyond fear,
into the quiet chamber
of Your holy presence.

 

Strip from me what is false.
Soften what is hard.
Awaken what is true.

 

Let Your flame
move into my heart
until Your fire
and the fire within me
become One.

 

And when I rise
from this silence,
do not let Your consuming flame fade.

 

Let me carry You
into the world—
Your warmth in my words,
Your peace in my presence,
Your love in my life.

 

Living Flame of Love,
consume me
until all I am
becomes Your Divine Love.

 

— brian plachta

 

 

How This Poem Arose

During a recent Quiet Time, I was sipping coffee with the Creator, imagining God sitting with me beside a warm fireplace, resting in each other’s presence.

 

As I sat with the image of the flame, the fire drew itself inward, becoming an inner fire—a living flame of love.

 

But then fear arose within me. I thought, Be careful what you pray for. What if God does consume me? What if going deeper means letting go of more control than I’m ready to release? What if God draws me into places within this Divine Relationship that are unfamiliar or vulnerable?

 

I held the image in my heart, noticing both my longing and fear. As I lingered in silence, the words of the poem rose within me like a prayer.

 

When I left my Quiet Time to begin the day, I carried the flame and these words in my heart:
Living Flame of Love, consume me.

 

 

 

Your Turn

Sit quietly and notice which words from the poem stir within your heart. Savor them slowly, like a warm cup of tea or coffee.

 

Then make this prayer your own:
Living Flame of Love, consume me.

 

But be careful of what you pray, as your longing fans the flames of Divine Love already burning deep within your soul.

 

God just might answer.

— brian plachta

 

 

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Dive Deeper into Divine Flow

 

If this poem speaks to something you’re longing for—a little more peace, a little less noise, and a deeper sense of God in everyday life—I invite you to join me for The Divine Flow Experience.

 

It’s a six-week, live-on-Zoom experience where we’ll practice simple, practical ways to quiet the mind, listen with the heart, and become more aware of God’s presence right where we are.

 

We begin October 13.

 

Come experience Divine Flow in this online workshop.

 

 

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Written by Brian J. Plachta

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