If you haven’t read this blog by fellow August Racer Shannon Morgan, please stop reading any of my blogs and do it now.  Seriously.  Read this now.  It’s the most powerful blog I’ve ever read.


 
Lord, I don’t know what you want to do in me.  I don’t know if I have a stone wall around my heart and you want it to shatter or if my insides are jelly–malleable, you taking shape and penetrating my innermost being.  I don’t know if you have me standing on two feet or prostrate before you.  I don’t know if I’m open arms surrendering all or clenched fist holding tight lies.  I don’t know where you have me, oh Lord.  I don’t know how to progress.

 
I feel like a tree caught in a storm, swaying every which way and ready to snap.  Yet, a peace descends me as I stand firm, bold, strong and only my extremities flail about.  I rattle in the breeze–the breeze of your might, of your power, of your glory.  I shake and I rattle and I sway every which way, yet I’m strong.  And I’m steady.  You pass through me again and again and again and yet again and every time I’m shaken, but not moved.  For I am strong.  I am bold.  I am courageous and my roots run deep.
 

 
Oh Lord, what is this storm?  When will you reveal your might?  How strong is strong?  Will I bend or will I break?  Will it be both?  Will I flail about as you pass through or will I dance in your glory, softly swaying about?  Oh Lord, what is it you’re trying to teach me?  What is it you want me to know?
 

Note: One thing He wants me to know is you cannot find his vision on google.  This is far from the tree in my head.