Prayer

During prayer last night I was changed. I suddenly realized that I needed God desperately. You see, before I met him that day in the summer of 2004 face-to-face that I was completely on the floor feeling pathetic. Since he picked me up off the ground, cleaned me up, and put a ring on my finger, I've begun to swell with pride and accomplishment, but the truth is that without God I'm still somewhere between being on the floor and on my knees, at His feet. Everything I have God has built up under me, but He's still the same, and at my core I know that my rightful place is still at his feet in worship.