Open. Nothing to say. Listening. Hoping that this is the time to be free from remaining encumbrance.

Sorry and sad for the hurt. The images of pain I have caused You and my Family. Unjust or absent reasoning.

Visible bruise evidence of internal illness and poison. May all be surface bound in the days I have remaining.

Just to be forgiven? Or truly repentant? Only You know this heart for we know I often fool myself with thinking.

Reductions must be simple. Laying bare the foundations of self control and mastery. Teach me to remain free.

Lord take me and use those rewards that others may be known at heaven’s gate. To find ending and beginning.

Thank you for teaching the origin of Love and why it is the only principle suitable for everlasting promise.

Cast all out that belong not at this table. Including the wounds and undying victims of my jostled heart and hearing.

Being made again over and over until this pottery meets Your crafting. Let me shine the only light worth seeing.