To Be Like

6-27-12

Help me to be like the tide, who knows how to balance change but doesn't change with the times. 

Help me to be like the earth, who only ever has one orbit. 

Help me to be like the sun, even though it leaves, it always comes back each day. 

Help me to be like a song, with structure and melody, no note is out of key. 

Help me to be like the trees, with roots they know where they were born but with branches they reach out and grow even more. 

Help me to be like a wheel on a truck, always spinning, always going, but knowing when to stop. 

Help me to be like a salmon, who always knows its way back home. 

Help me to be like the stars, even though we can't always see them for the dirt and clouds in the sky, they continue to shine. 

Help me to be like You, who's love is consistent and unfailing. Who is faithful and unending. 

Help me to be like a crab, who runs from danger and who is hard on the outside, but soft on the inside. 

Help me to be like a bee, who when feeling threatened he gives his life, all for his colony and a teaspoon of honey. 

Help me to be like a good book, always teaching, and having a beginning, middle and end. 

Help me to be like a bird in the sky, never afraid to fly higher. 

Help me to be like You. Always forgiving. Always fulfilling.

Help me to be like words, who have the power to change a life, to change a world. 

Help me to be like a sturdy house, with a good foundation and a roof that protects.

Help me to be like my mother, who shows you a window to her soul if only you'll look. 

Help me to be like my sisters, always caring, always there. 

Help me to be like the grass, who welcomes the rain and the sun. 

Help me to be like a goose in a flock, always sticking together. 

Help me to be like a bruise, who reminds you of pain. 

Help me to be like a well oiled machine, working even when days get long. 

Help me to be like fire that lights the darkness. 

Help me to be a well sung song, who never ends, as long as you sing along.

Help me to be a good friend, who encourages but doesn't constrain. 

Help me to know what I'm living for, and what I'm dying for, and help them be the same.

Help me to be like a bible verse, true, and without fault.

Help me to be like a whisper, who could be louder than the screaming silence. 

Help me to be like a scar that reminds that the fight can be won. 

Help me to have a shadow that is worth living in. 

Help me to be like a opossum who knows how to welcome death so easily. 

Help me to be like the people in Belize, always welcoming the new arrivals. 

Help me to be like the sound of someone saying "I love you" always beautiful and full of sincerity. 

Help me to be like that house in Tennessee, full of memories. 

Help me to be like the mountains who are strong, and courageous to stand that tall. 

Help me to be like a valley that isn't afraid to be filled.

Help me to be like church camp 2011, always consumed with You. 

Help me to be like The Hiding Place that wasn't afraid to struggle. 

Help me to be like a blacktop that absorbs the sun so I can absorb Your Son. 

Help me to be like a road map that always points in the right direction. 

Help me to be like a picture who always tells a story. 

Help me to be like a good joke, full of laughter.

Help me to be like my father, always serving and giving. 

Help me to be like my brothers who never give up. 

Help me to be like a crescendo, and remember that the slow parts are worth getting through to get to the brilliant build up.