There’s something greater in me that I can’t seem to get out. A depth, a mystery, a wonder that lies just beyond my ability to mentally grasp and verbally articulate.

There’s something greater in me that calls me to reach deeper not knowing what to look for, but knowing that I possess a hidden treasure to be shared with the world.

There’s something greater in me that is so unlike me that it scares and excites me at the same time.

That something far exceeds anything I’ve accomplished. It’s more beautiful, more vibrant, more alive then I have ever been. It waits for me wishing to endow me with more of me, for it is me; it is unrealized me; it is full potential me; it is uncompromised me; it is godly me.

How do I overcome the habits of the heart that hold me back like an elephant tied to string? How do I overcome years of conditioning that have made me me, and which robs me of the greater me? How do I deny the self that keeps me from my true self? Where can I find the strength, the courage to allow the something greater to escape the prison of me and set me free?

Oh how many times I wish that I had listened to that inner voice. The inner voice of challenge that tried to push me beyond my present limits.  That inner voice that patiently waits until my mind is quiet and uncluttered and then softly speaks truth, potential, possibility, hope.

That inner voice that knows me. It knows me better than I know myself.  That inner voice that loves me and wishes to give me more of myself. The better me; the greater me; the godly me; the eternal me.

There’s something greater in me that I can’t seem to get out. A depth, a mystery, a wonder that lies just beyond my ability to mentally grasp and verbally articulate.

O wretched man that I am, who can deliver me from this body of death.

God Save me from me.