Oh, God how many of us have set ourselves aside as misfits – thinking we’re somehow broken or not worthy of all we are or have? How many of us long for the place where we’re closer to all that is good. Help us to see, God. We don’t need an island. We are an island that moves through the waters below and those above. With You. In us, around us, and for us. Not misfits God, but your children. Unbroken. Come now, we pray.