Oh Lord, I long for the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in Your sight.

Keep anger and frustration far from me as I navigate through this brokenness.

Quiet me with Your love and gentleness when I want to let loose.

I’m so sad.

Yet my soul still sings of Your love and greatness.

The beauty of who You are still shines forth through the darkness.

I’m drawn to the deep well of life that I find only in You.

When this is all said and done, when You rescue me from this place, I will have scars.

But my scars are beautiful to You.

Though most of my wounds are hidden deep within my heart, You see them.

You were wounded and afflicted for me.

You were pierced for my transgressions and crushed for my iniquities; the punishment that brought peace into my life was upon You and because of Your wounds I am healed.

“Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up.

You will increase my honor and comfort me once again” (Psalm 71:21-22).

There is a beauty in store I have yet to see and experience.

A beauty beyond my tears and fears.

An unfathomable beauty that will captivate and consume me for all eternity.

An unquenchable beauty that will endure.

I can hardly wait, Lord.