Just One More Breath

I am tired of living a life
in a world where nothing
really matters,
whose only function
is self-satisfaction,
where goodness is measured
in terms of self-indulgence
and self-glorification,
success by total net worth;

I am tired of a life
without You.

I think about
how wonderful it will be
when I am where You are at,
no more worry,
no more fear,
no more disappointment,
no more turmoil,
no more struggle,
no more doubt.

I think about
how I long to leave this life behind,
step out of this fleshly prison
and walk into Your waiting arms,
but then I remember
how you lived Your life for me,
without ever once
thinking of Yourself,
struggling and sacrificing
through the agony and pain,
bearing the isolation and shame,
giving up Your life
that I might live,
and I realize that You deserve
every minute of my life,
every thought,
every action,
every breath,
that You and You alone
are my Lord and King,
that You have so much more
for me to do,
so many things left unfinished,
so much wasted time
to make up for,
so I ask for just
one more breath,
that I might serve You,
just one more breath
that Your name might be glorified;

just one more breath
that I might breathe it
for You.
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