Oh, LORD, how many layers of self are there still to peel off? How many self-wrapped chains? How much wandering, ungrateful, testing, and complaining like the Israelites?
I pray that I do not wind up like them, camped so close to the Promised Land but unable to enter because of my own flesh.
God the Creator, bring order to my chaos so that I can play the role you have set for me.
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