The Outsiders.

I call them the outsiders because they are outside of the greatness of truly knowing You. I have, for the first time, made friends that are not fellow Christians or even church kids. It is strange, really. Like tasting a new flavor for the first time and not knowing what to think of it because you have nothing to compare it to. Daddy, I pray that you soften their hearts toward You. I pray that You enable me to share You by everything I say and do. I beg You to rid me of all selfish or prideful motives and give me a pure heart. Empty me of every bit of me so that when they look at me they only see You. I am a mere shadow, an instrument. You are everything. Oh Daddy, time is so short. Let me not waste a precious second.