I ask to know you, Lord
To understand your plan
And why it was you made me like I am
Both bright and shadow all in one.
I cannot fathom how this pleases you,
But here I am.
I met a woman once who told me of her prayer.
She asked to be a vessel of your love
That she might pour you out onto the world.
I wish the same for me, Lord. I wish the same for me.
But though I ask for you to make me true to form
I know I do not get to say
“Make me this way!” or “Make me that way!”
It will be as you see fit,
As there is no path to Love but this.
