The broken vessel.

God I can’t come to you till I get cleaned up….
And God replied…..
Perfection I cannot use, they see no need for me.
The broken lay pride aside and come humbly.
Perfection seeks its own glory, its own praise.
The broken seeks me, following my ways.
I desire a relationship with you above all else.
For this reason I became the lamb, sacrificing myself.
You, not the perfect are my greatest pleasure.

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