I see glimpses of the flickering fire of your love
and catch a glimmer of the sparkling treasure from which you made me-
I wish to submit my often proud, judgmental, jealous self to you that
you might draw out your precious child and labourer for your kindom.
Only by your grace can I seek and hear the truth
without fighting for a falsehood-
Only by your grace can I shirk the fetters of
pride and fear which bind me.
I ask you to be gentle enough with me that
I still have the strength and wherewithal to reach
for your outstretched hand-
I bring you this stubborn shell in the hope
that you might accept me as I am and
transform me into a
faithful
and joyful
companion
