I was awake one early morning
With a heaviness on my mind.
The value of my daily work
I was struggling to find.
These gifts given to me
Are granted for a purpose.
Not just to make money
But to be put into service.
To the One who gave me
These gifts and new thought.
So, I bow on bended knee
To my good and gracious God.
Please forgive me, my Lord
For wasting Your provision to me.
Please plot a new course –
Here I am, send me.
“My child, you are forgiven.
I rejoice that you are here.
You’ve listened to my Spirit
Whispering in your ear.
One thing I need to correct –
Nothing is wasted with Me.
All things are useful
In a life that’s been redeemed.
What you think you’ve wasted,
Are lessons to be learned –
To share with those around you
Such as grace cannot be earned.
So, go, be courageous and true
Be the blessing I created.
Let go of those forgiven thoughts –
That anything in life is wasted.”