Overflow and abundance, relief and rescue. You freely offer all I need or could want.
And yet I cling to self-sufficiency and eke out a meager portion of joy. What sorrow, with so much available to me.
Break my pride, make me willing to ask.
Let me ask for help honestly. Behind my petitions, too often, lurks my conviction that I may yet overcome – that through my own strength I may succeed. If I am so sure of my own power, why then might I pray?
Lord, you hear and answer my call when I am weakest. When I cry for help in anguish, you present yourself as a friend in my doorway.
Let me invite you in.
You make me equal to this day. Whether I am to walk gently, or lift great objects, or perform feats of charity: you have made me already enough.
This fear – of boredom, of effort, of being judged – is just a shadow. Let me touch the substance of the world. Power flows through me, just enough.
Oh, thank you, Lord.
Your power flows like a current through my limbs, my belly, my hands. I vibrate with light and love, on fire.
Lord! I walk is a giant among tiny playthings, these objects that used to trouble me so.
My fellows, I have found the switch. We all may turn on the lights ourselves.
Morning looms around me. The growing light of dawn will take its place.
The darkness holds no power; the smallest hint of light will send it fleeing.
Let me be a candle today.
What troubled me yesterday? I cannot recall. Today’s worries, too, will burn away like fog soon enough.
Let me, then, walk steady along this familiar path. Let the things I encounter have depth and weight. Let those I meet speak truth, and let me hear it. Let me speak plain to them.
Lord, let me stand apart from and above my sentiments.
Am I a reservoir, that must be filled before quenching the land? Must the world wait for your power to pass through me?
I am the ditch, Lord, through which water flows. You are the mighty river. I do not wait to receive power, I simply need to remove the stones and debris that block it.
Let me not hold back anything. I never lacked, and more will come. I am a canal, a water pipe, a power line. Let power, your current, flow through me.