Heavenly Father,
This hurts. It hurts so much. But I know You're in control. I know You're working and that everything will work out for the best. But do You really have to break me SO much? Lord, can this really be how You want to use me: broken into a thousand pieces, and strewn across the floor? Is that really how I'm to serve You? God, I'm falling apart! Can You really catch all these fractured pieces, and use them? Can this wretched pile of pain and suffering truly serve Your purpose?
Father, Your ways are so much higher than mine. I concede that I may never fully understand Your plan. Lord, I see now that it's not my place to understand, but please just give me the strength I need to follow You, and bring glory to Your name. In the name of Your precious Son,
Amen.
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