Deditionem

The plank in my eye, it blinds me,

Lord spit in my eyes, let me see.

I see a world so broken,

But my despair is token,

of the hope that I know is oh so greater.

Heavenly Father,

I want to shine your joy and light,

to embody a reconciled body, mind and spirit,

an ambassador.

So;

If it means I find my rest in you,

let me grow weary.

If it means I am brought to awe of you,

let me be emptied.

If it means I see you clearer around me,

let me be useless.

If it means they see more of you in me,

let me become irrelevant.

If it means I live my life in you,

Lord, help me surrender all.

Let me belong enough to you, that my desires align with yours.