Father, Unlike many, I’m in control of my life. I am a man of substance and value. People listen when I speak, As words of wisdom roll out effortlessly From the essence of my being. Indeed, I have it all together. ___________________ At least, I thought that I did. Then, You shook my foundations, Because You know my vulnerabilities And understand my weaknesses intimately. In an instant—in a flash, I was undone. I was not where I thought I was. I was not who I claimed to be. When you revealed me to myself, I stood naked before You— Laid bare to Your eyes. I cannot hide from Your face, From Your truth, or from Your scrutiny. ___________________ Those who claimed their love abandoned me, And my enemies delighted in my misfortune, As Your blessings vanished, leaving a wasteland. When will it end, Lord? When will it be enough? When will You remove Your heavy hand of discipline, Restoring my strength, my joy, and my purpose? Is my discipline for a season or for a lifetime? You know, and I do not. Be merciful to me, Father. Do not allow this be my portion forever. I have learned my lesson; I regret my arrogance and self-deception. Hasten the day of my restoration, Lest my sorrows overwhelm me And my despair be irreparable. —Jack Watts Resources
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