Send me on my way, Lord. Wherever there is a breach of land, send me, Lord, send me to heal that breach with that which you have gifted me. My hands, Lord, bless my hands that I may make whole those who are broken, Lord, for there are many. I know my hands can heal if I but follow my heart and no longer excuse my mind. Send me on my way, Lord, send me where I can bring life to the downtrodden and love to the heartbroken. Many hurt, dear Lord, many ache and know not how to heal; send me to heal, send me to show them Your love. First, Lord, I must learn conditionless love, Your love for myself. In this world, Lord, lessons are taught that self criticism is necessary for growth, necessary for independence and yet the heart refuses to criticize, it only loves. Introspection, this is the plea of the heart, this is where my independence is fused with service, fused with faith. Introspection, Lord, I will look, I will listen, will You please speak and teach me love? My heart is touched by You, my breath is in sync with Yours, it is in this peace where I find solace in the fact that I am home. Home, Lord, I am home for You have called and I have finally listened. Send me, Lord, to help others find their way home, help others find Your hand and rest in Your love. The many who hurt can be healed by Your love, send me. The many who mourn can be healed by Your voice, send me to help them listen. The many who are lost can be brought back by Your hope, send me. The many who are frightened can become confident by Your strength, send me. The many who mask their person can, once again, have faces of love warmed by the Son, send me. The many who are shackled by indignation and ignorance can be enlightened, send me. The many who feel alone can live in a faith communion, send me. My life is where it is because You have loved me, You have taught me the value of love, the value of compassion, the value of listening. Purposed to love, I come on bended knee and ask that You send me, Lord, wherever is necessary, to whomever is necessary that love may become as abundant as the stars. Faith will carry me, You will carry me, for both have proven their strength. And now I go, go where others hurt, where others mourn, where others are frightened, masked and shackled that they may feel the touch of Your loving hand and hear the promise echoing in their soul. Bless these hands, Lord, that I may bring Your love with a touch, that others may feel their breath sync with Yours, sync with love, with hope, with joy. Allow me to see, Lord, what the heart speaks and translate to the weary soul. I have been weary, I make no judgements, I only offer myself as a vessel with with to reach those who desperately need to hear, need to see, need to feel Your love. Send me, Lord, send me where You must and strengthen my heart that I may pass on Your love, that I may reach their hearts which are shackles, which are hidden behind stone walls, and in need of freedom. Send me, Lord, I am willing and I am able for You have directed my path, You have hear my pleas, You have overwhelmed me with Your love. Send me, Lord, that I may overwhelm with love, that I may speak Your words and offer Your touch to the many who know not the way. I will listen, I will act, I will love...send me, Lord.
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