The road I’m on was once a prayer,

Begging at the feet of Jesus for what is now.

I prayed for opportunity,

A relationship with God,

For my heart to soften,

For my life to count for Jesus.

The answer came,

But not without the potter molding the clay.

I found myself on a journey,

One that broke me in every way.

I didn’t know it then,

But God used the rawness

To answer each request.

I first had to be broken,

Before I could soften.

I had to be lonely,

Before I started seeking God.

I had to understand pain,

Before my life could count.

When my Heavenly Father refined me,

That’s when prayers were answered.

So, I look back on where I came from and see,

That I’m living the answers to my prayers.