Gentle
God unafraid of my mess You are gentle with me In the process I try to stir myself up With Joshua's call To be strong and courageous You remind me Your Presence is all my strength You are my refuge and Rock The hard place in which I hide You remind me It is in the wound on Your side Where You were pierced Innocent One In that open wound from which blood And water flowed freely In that place is where I am held daily For You are God unafraid of my mess When You come Fear runs So let these cracks in my heart open wider Be exposed To let Your Spirit flow within me To let Your light pour out from my brokenness Like Lazarus may I wait in death For Your perfect deliverance You are compassionate You are compassionate God with me in suffering God incarnate in pain You are compassionate And full of grace You are gentle Your gentleness Holds me even here Comments are closed.
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