when you're tired of playing God

May curiosity be my conviction,

gentleness my strength,

and wonder my intellect.

I want to speak by listening,

to teach by learning.

If my worth is to be measured

when all is said and done,

let whatever gains I claim

be weighed by my giving.

Humility, ground me—

show me how to soar

by growing deep roots.

Let me find myself

by getting lost in Thee—

and teach me to number my days

according to Sabbath’s scale.

Let my heart be

as strong as it is soft.

Let me debate like a child at play.

Give me eyes to see

the exceptional in the ordinary,

and the potential

of community with the lonely.

Let the cross be my trophy.

Help me befriend my weaknesses.

Let me stop fighting—

for I’m tired of playing God.

Give me a rest from myself.

Bury me, Grace—

flourish in me, Grace.

Give me courage

to trust your paradox.

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when you’re tired of playing God

by troy cady