I know I should, but don't bother about Your font.
The first few days my heart's heavy 'coz I'm haunt-
ed, the little voice in me taunts.
I try to go back but after a few days I fail,
or maybe it's because secretly I want to bail,
Even prayers seem longer each day,
Suddenly becoming unconscious as I lay.
I keep this facade, I care what they think,
But deep down I know I'm drowning as I sink.
I'm too ashamed to turn to you and cry,
So I choose to remain spiritually dry.
I read a book, phrase, watch TV or listen to a song,
Then suddenly realize You've been there all along.
Realize in my imperfection is where Your perfection lies,
And no matter what I may do Your love never dies.
Help me see and always believe Your truth,
Help me remain as loyal as Ruth.
When I
fall please pick me up,
For You are my God who fills my cup.
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