I’d love to see the way ahead without settling for quick fixes and easy answers. I’d love to slow down enough to hear God’s voice, rather than by importing somebody else’s solution into my problems. I’d love to be renewed to the core, so that I have more energy, hope, and depth than is needed in my situation. Rather than feeling stretched beyond my capacity, I’d love to have a reserve of insight and hope waiting to be used. I’d love to have the quiet confidence – the afterglow – that only comes after many years of seasoning. It’s the look I’ve seen on only a few who have nothing left to prove and yet everything in the world to offer. I’d love to rest in the understanding that God loves and accepts me, unconditionally, the way I am, through His forgiveness and grace. I’d love to bask in the realization that I don’t have to prove myself to God, and that there is nothing I could do to make Him love me any more. I’d love to drop the mask and admit my fears and insecurities. I’d love to see God multiply the little that I have to offer, and to know, really know, that when I am weak, it’s then that I am strong. I’d love to be changed in the deepest part of my being and to really start to live.