you make blessing

"and somehow you make blessing out of these wounds, such joy, and this mystery"

Oh God, please make this a blessing.
Let joy fill my bones that I may dance...
dance. dance.
dance.
Let these wounds be beautiful to You and only You.
And when You are ready,
may someone else find them beautiful too.
Until that day, Lord, let this spiral be my dance for You.
With the mystery of Your love,
consume me completely Lord...
completely.