The Lord will fight for me
He created my inmost being
In Him all things hold together
He knows the plans He has for me
This is my mantra
While my heart bleeds out
While my stomach turns violently
While my body seems to revolt
I hold to these things
I hold to promises made
I hold to character unchanging
I hold to the Maker of science
I hold to the hope of glory
I hold to the image of His face
The sound of His voice
The feel of His warm, calloused hand
Holding me together
In my weakness, He is strong
And while I share my life again here
While I recount my rocky paths
I can see the ditches and stumbling ahead
I can feel the ground hardening beneath me
The Lord will fight for me
He created my inmost being
In Him all things hold together
He knows the plans He has for me
I need only be still
February 25, 2014
February 24, 2014
Ironic
The water holds my deepest fears,
I see mortality in its face,
And yet, here, with my ears below the surface
I can finally slow down
I can hear my heart thumping
I can hear my emotions change through its tempo
I can feel the reverb of my pulse as it moves through me
I can hear my stomach creak like the hull of a ship
And my echoing heart pumps the engine
And here is where I slow
Where I stop
In the boat of my head
In a world where the outside cannot hold what I contain inside
Where the inside of me is too large for the spaces created in this world
I can only assume I was created for a much more vast space
That my mind contains too much expanse for this small universe
But that there, inside the ship, I can make the inside quiet
I can be still
And the water will hold the rest back
I see mortality in its face,
And yet, here, with my ears below the surface
I can finally slow down
I can hear my heart thumping
I can hear my emotions change through its tempo
I can feel the reverb of my pulse as it moves through me
I can hear my stomach creak like the hull of a ship
And my echoing heart pumps the engine
And here is where I slow
Where I stop
In the boat of my head
In a world where the outside cannot hold what I contain inside
Where the inside of me is too large for the spaces created in this world
I can only assume I was created for a much more vast space
That my mind contains too much expanse for this small universe
But that there, inside the ship, I can make the inside quiet
I can be still
And the water will hold the rest back
February 18, 2014
I don't know you
I don't know you
But I know that anger
That frustration
That point of breaking
That waver in your voice
I know that one ounce of concer
One gesture of love
Will topple the precarious wall
That you hold up
But since I don't know you
When you burst into tears
When you apologize for your rudeness
And when you hurry away sobbing
I can't follow you
I don't know you
But
I do know someone who does
He knows you better than you know yourself
He knows why you are crying
He knows why you are angry
And He knows your heart
So now, with all of mine
I will ask Him to hold yours
Tightly and softly and securely
I will let my own brokenness towards you
Guide me to whisper His heart over yours
I will beg Him to meet with you
To reach out to you
And although I don't know you
I hope you know Him
And if you don't, I hope you find Him
In those tears
In that anger
In that waver in your voice
In the breaking of your wall
That it topples and on the other side you find Him
Standing, arms open, eyes soft, heart broken
Just for you
So that in heaven
I can know you
Because one day I didn't
And He gave me those words
And in them you felt His love
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