Her Here

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.