Unworthy
Steward
by
Barbara Philbrook
Unworthy
steward of Your mysteries though I be,
Heavenly Father you have selected me.
Though I am not
worthy to be considered of such,
You honor me Father by entrusting me with so much.
Now may I
surrender all that I am,
so that you may use me to reach to my fellow man.
Fill me with
love, knowledge and truth,
so I may attract those who've hurt since youth.
Use me as a
beacon while life is at it's worse,
making it possible for others to traverse.
Give me the
strength that I will need,
so that with Your work I can proceed.
Give me
discernment so I may recognize,
and with Your guidance make decisions that are wise.
Reminding me
always it is not me,
but Your Spirit within that others now see.
Show me daily I
am nothing without You,
that if You left there'd be nothing I could do.
Unworthy steward
molded out of clay,
being made useful by Your hands as You mold me each day.
 
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