CONSUME ME MY LORD….

CONSUME ME MY LORD….
Raul Tabaranza

Lord, I have a very materialistic fear
Pride moves within me
At times, I refused to go up to the mountain
But rather be contented with the world

I dream on a project
But fear put it down

Father, Fire that never dies
Burn all my inequities
Melt my anxieties with the tenderness of your love
Absorb my whole being
Set my heart ablaze
Consume my soul and purify me

Today, as you wish, I take off my sandals
I will step on the holy ground and bare all my insecurities
Tomorrow, I will set off for my mission
Make the place holy as you are holy
Allow the holy mission to become a part of me

You are Providence
Let your superabundance be overflowing
I will never be able to do my best
Without your milk and honey

Consume me, absorb me
Transform me, refashion me
Make my mission holy
For today, I will prepare the way
For you to pass through the roads of the earth again.
Amen

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