Sometimes plowing is painful
Sometimes uprooting is tough
Sometimes I dislike the struggle
Sometimes I fight letting go
Just the same, my prayer is always this:
May my ears be ready and willing to listen to your word
May my tongue proclaim your mercies, which are new everyday
May my eyes truly mirror your love and faithfulness
May my feet walk wherever you want me to go
May my heart be changed and renewed
May my life bear lasting fruit that can only come from you.
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