More: A Prayer of Confession

God, I’m thankful that life but

more importantly, Scripture, reveals

more than just one side of you,

more than one dimension. There is

more than just the happy parts. It is

more real that way. Your anger and, even

more, your hurt. Your wrath and longsuffering and,

more than that, your justice and love. The

more you pursue, the

more people tend to run. The call for

more of you and less of me. It makes me want you

more than before,

more than ever. When there are

more storms, days of gray, and dark midnights,

more evenings of loneliness and hurt, I cry out all the

more for clarity, for you. There’s nothing I want

more.