Dear Jesus,

What am I to make of this? Of myself. Surely I've become everything you've never wanted me to be. Or are you shaping me? The clay is wet before it dries. Oh, make me moldable in your hands. Make me a masterpiece signed with your name- an art that reflects all of you. Never let my imperfections cover beauty. You are beautiful.
Oh Lord, I am surrounded yet I feel more alone than I ever have. Why was I left here? Return me to you, my Friend who never leaves me. Touch my breaking heart and send love and assurance in streams through every part of me. Bring me up from darkness and envelope me in holy light.
Is this the way it was meant to go? Can there always be rejoicing after pain? I wait on your faithfulness. Would you cover me. I'm letting go and clinging fast to you, and my hope is in you all the while.