"Father, please be my strength, 'cause I don't have anymore. I'm so tired and the dark is creeping in--I want to stop and rest. I can't keep this up. It's 3 AM and I don't want to be with you right now--but I'm not leaving until You grip my heart. Break me, make me weep, show me my filth, lowercase me. You and You alone are capable of bringing me back home. I cry mercy. I cry freedom. And I cry to be bound to righteousness. Lord, pinch me and wake me up. I'm tired of being numb to Your shout, to your whisper. I didn't notice that You were standing there all along. That all this time that You've been crying too. And I didn't notice that that was You washing my feet. All this time, its been You and You alone, bringing me back home. God, if You would still have me--if You would accept a wretch. If You could look on me with any mercy. I would beg for a desperation for You and You alone. Blind me to the dark, bind me to the light. When It comes along, please be my strength, because I won't have anymore. When I don't long for you, please be my strength, because I won't have anymore. When its easier to stop and rest, please be my strength, because I won't have anymore. Be my obsession. Be my day, my night. Be my purpose. Be my plan A, B and C. Be my judge. Be my madness. Be my God. Be my strength, because I don't have anymore. Amen"
