that You promise to make my heart
at the same time
You give Your consent to the stirring up of
anxiety that hides beneath the surface of my tender
heart? how can You make anything better, inviting every
to get as awful as it
…is there anything about You that makes sense? your best
leaves me baffled, but healed.
isn’t about needing You less, but wanting You
What if You chose to make me
more than You chose to make
with never feeling the need
the sanity of Your behavior or
Your heart doesn’t agree
Maybe change, when You
is more useful
than a thousand days
that never get me
to Your heart than I was the
I’m not who I used to be…
I didn’t think You could make
transformations like this
happen so close to home.
But where did I think such
miracles would take place
if not among those You love?
You let me live in darkness
and sifts my soul,
yet is there any possibility that
could ever succeed
in holding back Your light?
I struggle in a fight
that reveals the weakness of
my greatest strength,
but can my struggles
obscure, for a moment,
Must I leave my eyes
upon the shattered remains
of my ability,
when nourishment waits for me
in the winsome
contemplation of Your Love’s
control of me?
It’s amazing how You can upend my life
and yet make it right
Who can tell You how to do things right?
You are the God who shows us what
Thank You for being with me in the story
when it no longer feels safe
when I want to bail
and I need someone to comfort me
but also give the perspective
I need to stay on track.
You not only choose the routes
I take (and the ones that come to take me),
You are with me through all the changes
that I couldn’t handle on my own.
You make the story.
You had dreams for me
when my father didn’t.
You held me
when my mother couldn’t.
You saw me
when the one I liked didn’t.
You believed in me
when I didn’t know what I could be.
You stored Your heart in my chest
when the world told me I didn’t measure up.
You showed me what love looked like
when I thought only hate could endure.
You heard me
when my cries didn’t reach beyond a whisper.
You esteemed me
when Your love alone could make the difference for me.
Has God ever done something small enough
for mankind to fully see?
I ask you to think about His greatness and
take a moment to wonder
how we could have grown so familiar with
One whom we can gain no measure of
nor remove even one unit of mystery from.
Consider this, and take a pause to let it sink
into a deeper place than you usually let your heart
Anything that bears the Name of our Mighty, Earth-Shaking Creator
we can only absorb in portions.
Like the servings given to us,
one at a time, when we attend a grand feast
are those things which God prepares
for those who move
and breathe upon His earth.
His abundance always exceeds what we could
and yet God does not limit the selection.
Rather, He begs us to let all this excess that we cannot manipulate in some way
point us beyond ourselves
and what works for us
to the One for whom we were meant to work
and ever bring delight.
Security is a blanket
laid upon me with the gentleness
of the Father’s touch.
He clothes me with the safety
of His presence
and comforts me with the warmth
of His love.
I learn that I can rest beneath
the weight of the divine covering
it is His glory