For my part, I don’t pray to G-d for strength. Better, it seems to me, than asking G-d to strengthen my heart is to ask G-d to batter it. To break, blow, burn, and overthrow me. I pray for G-d, who knits together the wounds of those with shattered hearts, to splinter me. If this is what comes from strength, let me be weak. Let my knees tremble. Let everything pierce me, flow thru me, overwhelm me.