Lord, for me for the “me, me, me’s,”
Forgive me for the “I, I, I’s.”
For never taking time to see
Myself through someone else’s eyes.
For only seeing other’s actions
How they personally affected me,
And living off impulse reactions –
Letting emotion rule over me.
How small I feel in the wastelands,
Amidst the ruins of my own life.
A life destroyed with my own hands –
My home, my kids, my loving wife…
In never giving of myself,
In pride I felt, in take, take, take!
All trophies on my unsupported shelf,
Under such weight it had to break.
Can two walk together lest they be agreed?
I know, my Lord, it isn’t so.
Your way provides my every need,
So please teach me, Lord, to let go.
In clinging to old wants and fears,
Myself I do not understand.
Must I walk this wilderness forty years
Denying myself Your promised land?
Oh Lord, I see my anger and my self-pity,
And in myself I know I’m weak.
Please help me past my own iniquity…
…to carefully choose what words I speak.
…to perhaps build up and not destroy.
…to learn how to cheerfully give.
…to know true love, and peace, and joy.
…to glorify you in how I live.