Broken Conviction

Break me... I felt myself crying out. When? Now. Where? Here. Why? Cos I felt you calling out to me. Reminding me of every single action that I acted on during the past few days. It was only days and I already felt so overwhelmed by all I have done. Is this who I am called to be? Does that attribute even come close to being christ like? Break me down father... My call of conviction tonight, won't you answer?

You did. Create in me a heart of humility. Father. Thank you. Thank you lord. Break down all the pride within... That all that I am is in you, all that I say would edify your people, all that I do would serve your kingdom. Once I promised to let you have control over my hands and skill... Now I give you control of my tongue, my mind... That full control is in you, father.

I do not ask for perfection.
I seek your salvation.
I do not ask for power.
I seek the seed of faith.
I do not belong here.
I have seen how you were broken for me, realised how you broke me too, that I would understand what it is to be broken for others...

To be a debtor. What I do for you is not what I need from you, its what I owe you.