Lord my God, I only wish that my heart and mind could fully describe your greatness, the pure beauty of your character, and your awesome power - the complete essence of the precious, loving, wonder and righteous, terrifying, power that you are. My attempts to capture you fully though, even in my thoughts, let alone my words, are merely an attempt at what is humanly impossible. "A voice says, “Cry out!” And I asked, “What should I cry out?” “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall when the breath of the LORD blows on them; indeed, the people are grass. The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.” Isaiah 40:6-8 (NKJV) In the midst of all of the troubles and distractions facing humanity - all of the chaos, distress, worries, desires, and needs, above all of the noise of it, there's a voice calling out constant and unwavering. It's the voice of the God who created man...
A much loved spiritual mentor pointed out to me the difference between the Apostle Paul's past will (a life without Christ) and His new will that evolved after the Lord called Him. He then challenged me to define what my own new will would say... ...let my response be found here...
"It is not the title that people give to themselves that defines who they are; it is the fruit of what they produce." Graham Cooke