Abba Father,
You ARE the Master Gardener. You knew the WHOLE of who I was before the foundations of the earth. You TEND to my every need before a single word falls from my lips. You PRUNE the dead roots that hinder growth. You TILL THE GROUND so new life can spring forth from it. You send LIGHT to those dark places. You WATER the ground so it produces a thing of beauty.
Break me. Shake me. Shatter me into a million pieces.
Until there's nothing left; nothing left of me.
And all there is.........IS YOU.
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