Thank You for always;
Breaking this vessel,
Remodeling it beyond the next top model,
Sorting and separating wheat from chaff,
Purifying its mind from conforming to this world,
Renewing it in Your will,
Smithing it beyond the patterns of this world.
This vessel, is an alien.
It comes in peace.
If Prince of peace inside,
Here is to change we can believe in,
Because a formerly dishonorable vessel,
Displays His mighty works.
Cheers to the Original Transformer!
No longer replying against You with questions like;
wide eyed) Who, me?”
“Why have You made me like this?”
“Why didn’t You ask for my opinion in this matters?”
“Are You SERIOUS!?”
Or with retorts like;
“I’m not a good orator.”
“I don’t like people. They make me mad. I don’t like being mad. So no.”
“I’m young and inexperienced.”
Now content to share its contents,
with whom You desire without contentions.
Its intentions being to bring to Your tent a harvest of the nations.
A vessel of Your mercy,
For Your glory,