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"Here I am."  I say before you Naked as my soul I bare All I have is what I offer Packed in boxes at which you stare
This one marked as "Thoughts/Ideas" That one "Feelings," "Emotions" too "Looks" and "Talent" by "A Quiet Spirit" Will they be enough for you?
I watch you open all my treasures Holding each one in your hands Examining the valued items "Is there not more?" you demand.
I slowly shake my head with sadness I have shown you all I own I carefully place them back inside me, And hurry on to be alone.
I travel to the Great Box Gifter And beg, "Please change what I'm to be!" He wiped my tears and whispered softly "I've made all these to honor me."
From me he takes each box now opened And smiles at everything he made "It's good!" he cries, I watch him closely "Worth every price that I have paid."
Then holds He me in arms of comfort
At peace with all t…

A prayer for change

I NEED YOU GOD.  So desperate am I for your renewing of my mind.  I am weary of sin.  I need to know that I have, in fact, moved closer to the likeness of you.  I want so much to honor you in word and deed.  I feel it deeply in these moments of intimacy when we are face to face.  When the breath of your Spirit is hovering.  If only every single moment would touch me as these do, I would never be the same.

CHANGE ME GOD.  Perhaps I am nothing of the one I was years ago, but I want to be nothing of what I am today.  All of these fruits fall rotten beneath me and I ask myself if I will ever grow anything worth eating at all.

I HAVE HOPE.  You have assured me of that; that change is possible and wonderful and good.  Set fire to this heart and bend it beneath your powerful hands.  Shape it into beautiful.  Find me breathless and amazed by your grace touching my life.

OPEN MY EYES Lord to those things of which I am ignorant.  Reveal as you do in that gentle way, always in love, always the p…



Feeling lost? Try checking the map

"If you don't use it, you lose it."  That's what I told myself as I licked the wounds of my damaged pride.  Friends of mine were heading off to Oregon and they mentioned how they were looking forward to the beach, rhythmic waves rolling over sand.

In thinking that Oregon was a mid-western state, I was puzzled at how all that sand made its way into the center of the map.  So I ask outright if it's like the beach in Chicago.  The conversation lulls in a state of confusion until my husband realizes my position of misunderstanding.  He jumps in to reorient me to the true geography, and I am left there wondering how I missed it completely.

I'm certain that I was required to label states in a classroom.  Being a fairly good student, I probably even got them all correct, including Oregon.  What seems like a lifetime has passed since then, and I am pondering the lapse in knowing.  I marvel at my ability to forget.

And the path of my life is one big test in geography.…