BTTT
Today, Lord,
how small and weak I seem,
lost in my petty griefs and pains,
incapable,
weak,
sad.
O Lord,
refresh my heart
in the knowledge
that no matter how gray the world feels,
you are with me.
Remind me it is not my strength that matters,
but the firm hand you steady me with,
the strength you have
to use my weakness as your tool.
Touch me with that certainty
that it is not my joy that counts,
but the joy you whisper into my heart.
In my weakness, let me be your tool,
this day and always,
Amen