My heart is exhausted.
It is tired from all the hustle and bustle of this world.
It is tired of all its desires that have been left unfulfilled.
It is tired of running after things which can never be caught.
It is tired of getting angry and lonely and broken and anxious.
It is tired of forgiving and unforgiving and second-guessing.
It is tired of searching but not finding.
Lord, please show me the way back,
Back to where this heart truly belongs.
The only place where it could ever be safe is in the warmth of your hands.
The only One who will suffice is Your limitless love and grace.
This wanderlust of a heart has drifted off course for quite a while now.
This detour has done nothing good but added bruises onto its already fragile self.
It now cries out to You, and begs for Your ears to turn their way towards its pleas,
Lord, I just want to go home.
I want to find that place again,
Where smiles never have to cease,
Where laughter is an endless music,
Where happiness is never questionable,
Where pain is nowhere to be felt,
Where love is all that abounds,
And where peace is in everybody's hearts.
I pray for this heart of mine
To lose any interest that it may have
For this world that has nothing good to offer.
I pray for this mind of mine
To think only of thoughts that serve Your kingdom
And nothing of what might serve my own self.
Less of me, Lord, and more of You.