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"God gives His gifts where He finds the vessel empty enough to receive them."
-Clive Staples Lewis


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I find the desires of my heart to beat with increasing strength against the confines of my empty chest and I am powerless to bring them about. I am in a prison of boredom and uselessness, having work stripped from me. I find things to labor on every day yet very few of them yield any fruit that brings sustenance. I continue to minister but even in that I am virtually empty. I know You are sustaining me, Father. There is no other. I have nothing else.

I am weary and tired and beaten down. Come quickly Lord Jesus. Save me.