Just As I Am
What's that on the ground?
It's what's left of my heart
Somebody named Jesus broke it to pieces
and planted the shards
And they're coming up green
They're coming in bloom
I can hardly believe this is all coming true
Just as I am and just as I was
Just as I will be He loves me, He does
He showed me the day that He shed His own blood
He loves me, oh, He loves me, He does
All of my life I've held on to this fear
These thistles and vines ensnare and entwine
What flowers appeared
It's the fear that I'll fall one too many times
It's the fear that His love is no better than mine
Just as I am and just as I was
Just as I will be He loves me, He does
He loves me, oh, He loves me, He does
Well it's time now to harvest what little that grew
This man they call Jesus, who planted the seeds
Has come for the fruit
And the best that I've got isn't nearly enough
He's glad for the crop, but it's me that He loves.
Letting go:
Today I'm letting go the idea of my future. Letting go my tomorrow, and embracing today. Today, the letting go hurts. I named my daughter for a place I love, will always love, but have to walk away from. Letting go of my idea of my life and letting a God with an infinite imagination dream much bigger than I ever could.
Thankful for what was, sad for what is, looking to what will soon be. You will meet me in the unknown Jesus. Of that I am certain, and I am not certain of much.
1 comment:
Beautiful post & poem. Blessings!
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