I sit here in the dark
Of Holy Saturday night,
In the moments
Before the dawn of resurrection—
For my miracle,
The answer to my prayers.
The change I long for.
The change in me.

I am tired.
The old me
Is exhausted,
Weighed down,
By my tendency to sin.

Do a new thing
In me.
Transform my mind..
Give me a new heart—
A heart to follow you.

Resurrect me.