Sometimes we just have to surrender our situations, our marriage, our spouse. We just simply have to say Lord, have Your way! Just fix me so I’m okay

Fix me, Lord.

Fix these broken days,

But mostly

Fix these broken hands and

Fix my broken ways

Because I see that nothing

Works right


Feels right when my heart

Is not set on You,

So Master, open me up

and recalibrate all those inner

Parts that are not tuned into

Your perfect timing.

My gears are not functioning

because I am broken.

Dust me off and

leave me crippled back in time

When I didn’t know Your time

and time was pretty irrelevant since I thought

Life was so mechanical

Until the day when Your timing and my timing


Nothing short of


Lord, Just fix me

and turn back these hands of


This heart of mine and reset

Me all back to You.




Perfect. Thank you, Lord.

Psalm 139:1-14 Amplified version.
” 1 O Lord, you have searched me [thoroughly] and have known me.
2 You know my downsitting and my uprising; You understand my thought afar off.
3 You sift “and” search out my path and my lying down, and You are acquainted with all my ways.
4 For there is not a word in my tongue [still unuttered], but, behold, O Lord, You know it altogether.
5 You have beset me “and” shut me in—behind and before, and You have laid Your hand upon me.
6 Your [infinite] knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high above me, I cannot reach it.
7 Where could I go from Your Spirit? Or where could I flee from Your presence?
8 If I ascend up into heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in Sheol (the place of the dead), behold, You are there.
9 If I take the wings of the morning or dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10 Even there shall Your hand lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me.
11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me and the night shall be [the only] light about me,
12 Even the darkness hides nothing from You, but the night shines as the day; the darkness and the light are both alike to You.
13 For You did form my inward parts; You did knit me together in my mother


’s womb.
14 I will confess “and” praise You “for You are fearful and wonderful and”for the awful wonder of my birth! Wonderful are Your works, and that my inner self knows right well.”