I've been under this attack for a long time now.
My fears are creeping in but I rebuke. And I rebuke as my knowledge fails to counter.
The cramps creep in crippling my stomach with pain as I'm lured into his pit again. And I stand looking down the fjord that is caressing the sides of his pit. And I scowl at the bastard.
I turn away from him. My back turned and I limp away. I'm not doing this again, you son of a bitch. I'm not going to do this again, mark my words. As God as my witness, as surely as God is my Father, as surely as I will surely die, I will not do this again. I will not fall prey to the same mistakes for this go round or another go round to come.
I limp on back to the path as I am still crawling on my two feet. God pick me back up.... please pick me back up. But He doesn't, I'm not a little boy anymore. It's time that I become a man. My heart is being molded as I confront my Creator. I cannot see His face, but I can hear His heart. It sings to me soft lullabyes and tears fall again. I'm so desperate for You.
Burn me clean as I know You long for me to ask You that. And take care of him, only like you can. I'm not dealing with him or his shit heap of a 10 year plan, ever.... again. I wish not to be destroyed by falling prey to myself and falling prey to his schemes. You are my salvation. You are my Solace. You are my everlasting hope. You are my God. And I'm completely swept away in this. I'm completely at your Mercy. Pick me up.
Holy Spirit, set Your host on fire.
Holy God in me, You're my one desire
Holy Son, I know the words You say are true.
I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm addicted to You.
Holy Fire reign in me for all of my days.
Holy Plans surely plant my feet in all of Your ways.
Holy Cries of enchanting Joy filling up my ears.
And I will not be ashamed to follow You for all of my years.
Dance around me, Living Waters
Hold me close, Abba Father
Pour into me, all Your Heart's decrees
Holy Holy Holy live in me.
I invite You in, this room has been prepared.
And regardless of my nature being scared
My heart has broken for the final time.
I invite You in, to say for once "You are mine."
Dance around me, Living Waters
Hold me close, Abba Father
Pour into me, all Your Heart's decrees
Holy Holy Holy live in me.
Holy Holy Holy
Holy Holy Holy
Holy Holy Holy
Selah
Is anything more beautiful (and painful) than breaking free from bondage?
ReplyDeleteFew things, my friend, if anything. Don't give in.