Empty Me
I lay myself on Your altar and say, “Here am I, Lord. Take me and use me. Make something out of me that is more than a pile of flesh. Inhabit me. Consume me. I am Yours. I surrender. Once I was broken. Wounded by people. Cut by words said and unsaid. You healed me. You put the broken pieces back together. You mended me. I confess there are still some areas of my heart that need mending. There are still some areas that are not whole. I don’t want to be a half-healed person. I know You are not a halfway God. I know that You are faithful to Your Word. I know that You have started a good work in me and You will be faithful to complete it. Empty me of my selfishness Empty me of my pride Empty me of the desire to have the last word, to prove I am right Empty me of criticisms You said, “As a man thinks in his heart, so is he.” Create in me a clean heart I want to be pure I don’t be full of hatred and bitterness Anger and strife Empty me of myself So