Oh Woe Is Me!

Oh sweet lord, look down upon me this night and set me free from the angst and turmoil in my life.
For so long I have struggled to find a place in your world where I can feel I belong and feel worthy of my purpose within it.

I am a simple man, my needs are to love and to be loved, yet that itself appears to be a need that will never be fulfilled.

I need to serve, not be served, to feel worthy to tread your blessed soil and yet each day I live, my tormented mind and twisted body remain forever broken.

Am I to amount to nothing? Have i nothing worthy to offer this life before I shuffle off and take my place in eternity; wherever that may be?

I don't want fame, I don't want riches, I just need to know that my time here has been used well and perhaps be remembered fondly as the silly old sod that had a big heart which he wore plainly on his sleeve.

Lord let me serve you in whatever or wherever you need me, but please send me a sign as to where that might be before my heart grows hard and my tongue grows sharp!