My Prayer

 
Break me.

Put me on my knees,
where I can find that life
is not about me.

Break me.

Show me that life
can suffer a bruising
and get back up.

Break me.

Mold me into
the sculpture I can be
from the lump I am.

Break me.

Show me the beauty of friendship,
hands grasping mine,
pulling me up.

Break me.

Let me grow beyond
the shell of myself,
rising to heights unseen.

Comments

7 Responses to “My Prayer”

  1. Dad on February 27th, 2008 10:10 am

    Great!

  2. Elysa on February 27th, 2008 12:20 pm

    I LOVE this poem. Scott, you are so talented! This reminds me the chorus of a CeCe Winans song called, He’s Not on His Knees Yet.
    I love what you’re saying here about God’s work in transforming us. I know I will end up reading this aloud as I teach a class sometime in the near future. I love you, Scott!

  3. Mom on February 27th, 2008 3:26 pm

    Great job! I can relate to this one.

  4. Kevin on March 17th, 2008 10:18 pm

    Love it. Love the site too. Great job.

  5. Mary on April 11th, 2008 1:21 pm

    How lovely as I was browsing through websites using the Revolution theme to come across this poem. I’m very moved by it. It captures so many profound themes, like surrender, in such a deeply felt way. Beautiful!

  6. Monica on May 25th, 2008 10:26 pm

    To My Wonderful Darling!
    I wanted to wait til I posted something in hopes that not many people read my post. I am so proud to be your wife. You are so talented! I love your poems! God speaks through you in your poems. I can’t believe that God finds me so special that He selected me to be your wife! I love you so much! You are my heart!
    Love you!
    Precious

  7. Beaman on July 13th, 2008 8:43 pm

    Like a previous visitor, I found your website via the Revolution website.

    I like this poem very much. Simple in structure yet profound in meaning.

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