Forgive me, Father, for BLOCKING You out
And then BLAMING You for all the ways
I feel BLOCKED OUT
Forgive me, Father, for forgetting that YOU CAME
To be my GATE, opening me into the security of Your unknown
And not my PRISON door, that I lock
To keep myself safe within my insecure little BOXES
Thank-You, Father, for knowing how to OPEN prison doors
And how to BURST through brick walls
Even as I blame You for taking away the so called SECURITY that they provide
Thank-You for loving me too much to watch me dry up within those WALLS
Thank-You for teaching me that the MYSTERY OF YOU
Is greater, stronger, and safer than the KNOWN OF ME
Thank- You for loving me TOO MUCH at times
And JUST ENOUGH at others
Thank-You for showing me what I look like COMPLETELY UNDONE
And helping me KNOW
That I can still stand- EVEN THEN
Because even if I couldn’t bear to see myself THEN
I could SEE YOU
And who I AM IN YOU
IS WHO I AM
And now I KNOW
What You ALWAYS KNEW
I can be HER HERE.
My heart is weeping in concert with yours over His faithfulness and beauty…
so starkly contrasted with our lack of integrity and ugly brokenness.
What an amazing hope we have that keeps on growing with every day He walks with us!
“The more I seek You, the more I find You… And the more I find You, the more I love You…”
I thank Him for His work in you, Rhonda, that encourages and inspires me to open myself up to Him more today than I did yesterday…
Amen! I love how we seek Him independently, yet He allows our stories to be woven together.