On my knees before You, my hands open to You, all that I am, all that I have, is Yours.
Tears flood my eyes, fears crowd my thoughts, sorrow floods over me.
Reduced to nothing, what can I offer?
A broken vessel, poor and needy...
You receive this offering, You gently pick up the pieces, pouring your Spirit through all the broken places.
Healed and set free, You shape this vessel again, for Your glory. Beautiful, useful, a sweet smelling aroma, a living sacrifice.
Your love so evident, Your presence constant, through the pain, and confusion, through the hopelessness and desparation, You never left me, nor would You.
Lover of my soul, You have captured my heart, I am Yours completely.
I surrender
2 comments:
Hey There--
What's up? This is a beautiful poem! Are you doing okay? I haven't seen you in 6 years or so . I hope you are doing well.
Love and Prayers,
Justine
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