You are the God of miracles. You are the God of understanding, of wisdom, of words that need to be spoken but cannot. You are capable and able to do all that I ask, if it is within your will to do so. It is my heart that needs to be changed. It is my attitude, my thoughts and actions that need to be re-aligned.
You alone are able to transform this beast into something beautiful. You alone can heal that which cannot be healed by human hands. It is for your glory and honor that I serve, and in so doing hope to gain what I am unable to gain for myself. You are the only solid, firm promise that there is. You are all that matters. Take these wants and needs and do with them what you will.
It is completely within your power to make a way where no human way is possible. Unrestricted by time or distance, your motives and direction are pure and just. You will allow and let be what must be. See this heart for what it is, childlike in its dependence on you. See these eyes for what they are, hopeful for what is to come.
See this faith, unmoved and unshaken yet completely carnal in its ability to do that which you’ve called me to do. You are God and I am your child in need.
Hear and answer me, my King. You are perfect beyond description. I am a mist, carried along by the winds of time and circumstance. Capture and enrapture me. My Lord, my Savior, My Everything.
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