Lord, allow me to simply be empty only to be filled by You. You know the ways of where I am going, and only you know the reasons to why these things happen.
It is good to praise the Lord and make music to Your name, O Most high, proclaiming your love in the morning and Your faithfulness at night; to the music of the ten-stringed lyre and the melody of the harp. For you make me glad by Your deeds Lord; I sing for joy at what Your hands have done. How great are Your works, Lord, how profound are Your thoughts. Senseless people do not know, fools do not understand, that though the wicked spring out like grass, and evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever. Psalm 92:1-7
Cristi Crux Est Mea Lux