Break my will to match yours
Lord, when You come in the form of a trial,
no matter howsmall, like
the disappointment of having someone
disagree with me and
facing rejection from those I love;
when I know that I am in the right
and am blamed for what is wrong,
when I have worked hard
to make things pleasant,
yet meet with criticisms of
what might have been;
when the expectancy of waiting
seems to have no end,
and I see others
enjoy blessings
I pray to have a share in, Oh, Lord,
make it easy for my will to conform
to Yours.
For doing Your
will involves
a wrenching and a tearing apart
of self-love.
My will cracks, and in the
cracking
becomes whole again
while it yields
to Yours.
Oh, God, the process is painful
while it lasts.
But no sooner do I yield to
Your pleasure
than you unlock the torrent of joy!
What surging wave of peace You bring!
What overwhelming power of being free
while it lasts.
If this be a way of union with You, Lord,
Let my will conform to Yours,
no matter what the pain and the price,
that I may be one with You
in everything I do.
Lord, this is
my wish,
Write it in Your heart
as I write it in mine.
