Work Text:
the vessel the servant
I tire of my role. O Lord in heaven,
I do not understand why you are both kind and cruel,
I follow the path You set for me and I have been faithful. so
tell me why
must I suffer this lonely vigil? can I never be good enough
to carry out Your will despite my best efforts
it is an endless task that cannot be achieved.
this vessel that I am
is incapable of yearning for
freedom, of a life other than this one
wanting must be a sign
of free will of brokenness.
and yet I know that
something shifts within me
in spite of my conviction
my reason for existence is deeply rooted still
so I will make a wish. I pray to You, O Lord,
for understanding for redemption
and for the chance to be saved
to love another person is to see the face of God.