When you close my eyes where do you go...
There's a dark forest and I'm on the edge of that forest, and at the edge of the forest is an ocean. It's the purest thing I've ever beheld; it has the most beautiful flowers on top and it's so peaceful. There is a place of beauty beyond...I know it...I can feel its presence...something calling me, beckoning me to let myself be overwhelmed by it. Yet I cannot move; I can only turn back to the darkness and run. Run from my past...run from my shame...run with fear that I will never live in that place of beauty and purity. You call me honorable? I run back to the darkness, reminded that I an afraid I will never know the fullness of life; only the empty, despicable thing I had become...I cannot enter to the gates of beauty....and yet I long.
I'm unworthy to gaze upon the face of love....yet my heart longs. A broken heart, a broken spirit marred and forgotten....and yet I long. Not about me, all about you and the somehow beautiful story you've written....yet I long. Alone, shamed, humbled, weak....yet I long.
Show yourself to me, O merciful Savior. All I see is a broken creation. Show yourself to me, O powerful Lord. All I see is a weakened creation. Show yourself to me, O God. All I see is a battling soul...nothing. Show yourself to me, O God of joy. All I see is a broken soul longing. Show yourself to me, O Lord of hope. All I see is a broken home, a broken life, a broken soul....yet I long...
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