My weakness is uncovered.
Instead of using mye gift to uplift mye fellow man,
I sought to bring attention to self.
I could not see it then,
but in shame,
I see it now.

recently, I've been questioning why I'm still here...
it seems I've completed most everything that I could
possibly be here to do...and screwed up all the rest...
I normally don't pray about music, or musical projects...
since I consider these pseudo-selfish pursuits. but the
other night, I did...bowed down in mye little junk-room-studio
and asked God's help on a recording project that I was kinda stumped on...
The next day, he sent me new material and fresh talent...and the day after that,
mye simple, one track mind started to realize that I am here, in this place, at this time,
to serve His purpose, and it is not my place to decide when I'm finished. Mye contribution to
His purpose, no doubt, is microscopic, but I am praying, dear Lord, lead me out of this darkness...
strengthen me to use what you gave me. Show me the one last tiny thing that I am meant to do. amen