a humble harvest

Lord Jesus,

you must increase

and I must decrease.

Uproot my selfish ambition.

Break up my hard heart

with the blade of your cross;

turn over the dry ground of my soul.

You know the contours of my life,

the rising and falling.

Let your kingdom grow in me.

Reap, Lord, a humble harvest

that grows slowly,

quietly,

simply.

Cut me down to size,

that you may increase

and I may decrease.

…………..

a humble harvest

by troy cady