Without me, Your name is majestic. Without me, Your glory is great and far above the heavens. Without me, You have set Your work in place. Who am I, Lord, that You are mindful of me? Who am I, Lord, that You care for me? Could I truly say, may Your Kingdom come—even when I have not a part in building It? Could I not care about me at all, as long as Your Kingdom is set in this world, as It is in heaven? Can I truly say it, without false humility; that may You alone be glorified—that is, without me? To be not wanted and used by God has to be the worst that could happen to any of us, but could I not care a bit about it; as long as Your Kingdom come, as long as You are glorified?

posted by Graciana@Home at 4:50 am