Vine

Heavenly Father,

I want to offer you flowery words that are worthy of your glory. To pour forth praise with such eloquence that it will move you. But all I have to offer this morning is a heavy heart. So I offer that to you. Take my brokenness and weakness. You are complete and perfect. Pour out your redeeming spirit to make me whole again. Strengthen me in my innermost being. Make me a servant able to be of use to my master. I am but a branch that is grafted in. Without the nourishment of the vine, I wither and die. Make my connection to the source deep and strong so that I may flourish and bear fruit.

In the name of the true vine. Amen.