Prayer

Sitting down to pray this morning, my mind raced but words failed me. So much in the world, my family, my heart that feels chaotic and in need of healing. "Make something beautiful", I asked..."please come near and give us beauty for ashes...love where there is hate, restoration where there is destruction, resurrection life where there is death." And then I took my iPod and headed out for a walk. And here's what I heard...the echo of my heart's cry this morning.

When I'm at the point of breaking
At the place where I resign
When I'm at the stage of shaking my head
As I look back on my life
When I'm halfway thru the grieving
But not quite thru the ache
When I cannot see the ending
Or which road I'm supposed to take

And all I know to do
Is lift my hands to you

Take all of my life
All of my life
And make something beautiful
I open my hand and trust in your plan
Make something beautiful
So all will see
Your work in me
As you make something beautiful

When I'm tired of pretending
And I can't recall my line
Do I say I'm barely breathing
Or do I say I'm doing fine
I admit there is a yearning
For the hurting to subside
But not at the risk of missing
What you're doing in my life

And all I know to do
Is lift my hands to you

Take all of my life
All of my life
And make something beautiful
I open my hand and trust in your plan
Make something beautiful
So all will see
Your work in me
As you make something beautiful
--Make Something Beautiful, Laura Story

Amen.