The Potential, the Promises and the Power

I came to believe that a Power could
where I was impotent,  inadequate, a failure.
I decided to offer my life, my will
daring to believe the entanglement
of knots I'd tied, trapping me inside,
snaring me into bondage, would fall aside,
that I might be freed of all the difficulties,
that my impediments would disappear.
But I skipped over phrases like "as Thou wilt,"
"that I may better do Thy will,"
and "to those I would help."
As long as it's a me thing, I stay impotent,
and the Power stands aside, not really welcomed in,
standing there, still the Power with potential
to make all the promises gloriously true.