I want to know you more, Lord. Hear your whisper and feel every breath. Send me even out before you, to prepare the way. When mountains and valleys are moved, let it be nothing still compared to you. Let the excitement never fade from my heart at any opportunity to meet with you. Let my heart strain always for your whisper, even in crowded noise. Let your hand reach through me at moments of Death to reclaim life, and sustain your living. Let creation cry to you and let me prepare your way.
~JLB
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