Lord, teach me to pray "Your Kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven" with a genuinely intense desire for the things of your Kingdom.

Help me never to sell myself out to the superficialities of modern religiosity such that my lips boast so blatantly about my devotion towards you, and yet my life demonstrates a profound absence of your Kingdomic dream.

It's hard, Lord - and I know many have lost their homes, their families, their wealth, and their lives for this dream. Grant me strength that I may keep living out the dream, desiring the dream.

If I'm a fool for desiring this dream, grant me the godly dignity of a fool who would dance his way towards you, oblivious of the mocking laughter resounding around him.