I'm Sorry Lord

I've been trying to figure things out my whole life
A gift You've given me of insight
But my heart and my mind were never designed

To replace You

I'm sorry Lord 
I've tried to use
Insight as catalyst
Thinking I could achieve more 
If I could just figure out what You want 
Instead of just being 
Filled enough to be poured 
I'm sorry Lord
I've not made you King
Just made you page handler 
Running my dreams 
Instead of thanking you for freeing my heart 
I've taken things that were never meant to be

But You redeem

You've been asking me to let go of time
You sent someone to tell us all to let go of 

Outcome

And Lord if time & outcome are Yours
I have no choice but to rest in this place

I have no choice but to trust You
Because the sum of probabilities for all possible outcomes is equal to one

Yours

And I'm starting to believe 
Time doesn't exist
All I can do is rest 
All I can do is rest