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Dangerous Prayers

Humble me.

Me = less. You = more. Brand me with the insignificance of my existence. Point out that I'm tiny and remind me that you don't need my devotion but that I do need you. Peel away my pride to find my inside delicate and uncalloused, because it has been rarely exposed.

Purify my heart.

Rip imperfections from my flesh. Even the comfortable, normal blemishes. Sign me up for high-risk surgury.

Show me your will for my life. Guide my steps.

Make it clear that my selfish, short-sighted desires shouldn't have even secured a speaking part in the what-should-I-do-next dilema called life. Deposit me in uncomfortable circumstances and lead me to dangerous places for your glory.

Break me.

Destroy me. Disassemble and rearrange me to your liking. Burn up parts of my being.

Reveal more of yourself to me.

Discontent me with way I've settled for understanding You. Disrupt how I think everything in life fits together with another dimension of your goodness, your wrath, your mercy or your glory.

Strengthen me. Test me.

Tears in your muscles make them grow stronger, only so that they can be torn again by heavier loads. Take me to my limit of my endurance.

But most dangerous of all is to suck it up and live life the way it is, avoiding thoughts of eternity or ignoring whispers that tell you to relinquish your pride.

It wouldn't be hard to live your entire life without true purpose. We very well could remain weak and unpure and with inch-deep roots to bind our redwood lives to truth.

That scares me. I think it should. In fact, maybe that is one reason
that fear exists
.

Because we should be afraid of wasting our lives.

We should be afraid of living on our own strength.

We should be afraid that if we don't know God, we don't have a place in heaven.

BUT don't be afraid, there is no reason to worry, because these dangerous prayers have radical answers.