All of ME.

As another meltdown from life hit me this week (yes, they're coming often now. Well, this week they are.), and as I found myself (yet again) out on my road in the middle of my neighborhood in the darkness looking up to the cloudy night sky, ALL that came to mind were these things:

That God is still God and He is still good.
That I'll praise Him in this storm and I will lift my hands, cause He is who He is no matter where I am.
And that He's gonna have all of me. He's worth every (single, multiple, stupid, and important) tear, He's worth facing every (itty-bitty, life-threatning, only-important-to-me, important-to-the-world) fear. He's gonna have all my love even if it's not enough. I don't know what to do or where to go, but giving Him all of me is where I'll start.

My hope can only be in Him and Him alone, because as I've seen time and time again, the things I put my hope in fail me every single time. And I end up sitting in the road, crying and praying and asking God to make it not hurt anymore. Tonight, though, God said, "Okay Kendall, I think you've run out of things to hope in now. Are you ready to finally put your hope and all your hope in Me?"
Hit me like a bag of bricks, that's for sure.
But I am ready.