Feb 10, 2009

gifts & gaskets

not touching you's closer
than holding you tight
so my heart holds you

not chasing you's better
than phoning at night
so my God calls you

not fighting you's harder
than climbing up walls
and so sometimes I fall

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No, I don't understand. I keep nearly convincing myself that I've entirely missed or corrupted Your plan, that this is beyond repair. Why is it that, every time I reach my end, I find You? You surround me -- I miss that when I'm buried inside me, fighting myself on my own.

You are my only hope. You're strong enough for that.
Put the right words in my mouth. Give me insight to pray and to love and to act.
Keep being clear. Keep being You. Comfort Your people!
Glorify Your Name