We are, not metaphorically but in very truth, a Divine work of art, something that God is making, and therefore something with which He will not be satisfied until it has a certain character.
- C. S. Lewis
Drop me to my knees as many times as it takes to extract the character you desire from me. Break my heart as many times as is necessary to bring it to real life. Free me to find my way down the dead end paths that lead to nothing but misery, that the misery might drive me back to your arms. Once and for all, remove the attraction of what's false, so that I will chase after and ultimately latch on to the real: the unending nourishment and fulfillment for which I was made.
Amen.
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