whole
it seems i long to be
somewhere with others, to commune
and be
i want to cry as music fills my ears
and i am alone
but i am not
for Christ is always with me, and always sees me;
He knows my heart better than I know it myself
seek ye first the Kingdom of God
and His righteousness
and all these things shall be added to you
but why do i seek more
as if He is not enough?
why do i seek
validation
acceptance
and a sense of belonging?
in this state, i haven't much to offer
broken and empty;
discouraged
but i know this will not last
as i shift my focus
and return to my First Love
He will restore me
i've gone astray
i've turned aside
i've not sought after Him
but praise be to God
who is slow to anger
and quick to forgive
who blots out my transgression
and buries them in the depths of the sea;
who awaits my return
that i might await His -
for He desires to gather me from the places
i've been scattered
to mend my brokenness
and make me whole
as a fallen human, there will always be imperfections
but Christ melds to me, as I press into Him
He takes my chipped, cracked, and broken self
and desires that I be one with Him, just as He is one with the Father
as we become one, He fills my imperfections with Himself, making me
once again
whole.
it seems i long to be
somewhere with others, to commune
and be
i want to cry as music fills my ears
and i am alone
but i am not
for Christ is always with me, and always sees me;
He knows my heart better than I know it myself
seek ye first the Kingdom of God
and His righteousness
and all these things shall be added to you
but why do i seek more
as if He is not enough?
why do i seek
validation
acceptance
and a sense of belonging?
in this state, i haven't much to offer
broken and empty;
discouraged
but i know this will not last
as i shift my focus
and return to my First Love
He will restore me
i've gone astray
i've turned aside
i've not sought after Him
but praise be to God
who is slow to anger
and quick to forgive
who blots out my transgression
and buries them in the depths of the sea;
who awaits my return
that i might await His -
for He desires to gather me from the places
i've been scattered
to mend my brokenness
and make me whole
as a fallen human, there will always be imperfections
but Christ melds to me, as I press into Him
He takes my chipped, cracked, and broken self
and desires that I be one with Him, just as He is one with the Father
as we become one, He fills my imperfections with Himself, making me
once again
whole.