I Want What You Want

Dear God, I just want what You want. 

Is that too much to ask?

I'd like to have it tomorrow, 

And wrapped in green with a bow 

But I'm sure that won't be a problem. 

I just want what You want, God. 

Your way is always best. 

I'm pretty sure the path will have

These turns and those bumps

But of course, You're the one in control. 

I truly want what You want, God. 

It's so hard to sit and wait patiently.

While I wait I'll just paint in a few ideas, 

Get a picture of how this might look

But I'm waiting on You, really. 

O Father God, I just want what You want.

I know You have it all in Your hand. 

You might use red

With brown string?

There's a good chance 

Of steep hills

And deep valleys?

You threw all my

Pretty pictures

In the trash?

Well, yes.

Of course. 

That's what I said.

I want what You want...

I think. 

What is that?

That's not how wanting what 

You want looks?

Oh. Yeah, I did say I would make myself 

Available. 

That's not what making 

Myself available means?

You're saying being available

Means letting You choose the colors

And paint the pictures?

It means allowing You to

Map out the terrain?

Oh, I see. 

But You care about me?

You know my needs better than I do?

You see the future?

You have my best in mind?

I can trust You, right?

Yes, Father, yes. 

I believe you. 

I really am making myself available. 

I confess I have no idea 

What that might look like,

But I want what You want. 

Really.