Teach me to be faithful.
Rip everything else away.
Put me in my place.
Rip this pride from me.
I can do nothing.
Humble me.
I'm sorry for being such an ignorant, arrogant and apathetic child...
How can You have love for such as I?
Oh Lamb...Son of God...remember me...please pull me out of this maze...this muck.
Do not tarry...but rush to my side...
Lift me from the misery I lusted after and wanted to find...I need You...oh so desperately.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Parsing Out Life
Bitter apathy plays across your lips
while these angels cry red tears,
hoping you find relief apart from bitterness.
I can hold the mirror
but you have to look,
pain and fear
aren't the best vestments to wear
when you are handing out blessings.
Smile in the pain
while the night if falling
and we know the end is coming.
Even if Hell comes,
Heaven can be in the smallest spaces
if you just look.
while these angels cry red tears,
hoping you find relief apart from bitterness.
I can hold the mirror
but you have to look,
pain and fear
aren't the best vestments to wear
when you are handing out blessings.
Smile in the pain
while the night if falling
and we know the end is coming.
Even if Hell comes,
Heaven can be in the smallest spaces
if you just look.
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