Break completely before I can be fixed.
I've ached and begged, cried out in desperation.
Nothing has worked.
Nothing has worked.
Maybe it hasn't worked now;
but it's never felt more real.
It's never seemed closer.
Thank you, Lord, for giving me strength.
Thank you, Precious King, for opening my eyes.
I'm beginning to feel free.
Free.
Free.
A word I've ached to use to describe me.
Soon. So soon.
3 comments:
so true! i feel the aching to be free as well. now more than ever i realize that freedom only comes when i am fearless. when i've handed over every insecurity. every past failure in my life. freedom isn't the absence of restriction like most people think. it's the will to give up the things that we hold on to so tightly to the One who never lets us go. :)
i feel the aching to be free as well. it is now more than ever i am realizing that i can only be free when i am fearless. most people think that freedom in the absence of restriction, yet i am finding that freedom is the will to give up the things that i have held on to so tighly. my failures. my insecurites. giving them all to the One who never lets me go.
oops. i think that i just left that comment twice. haha. i'm new at the comment leaving. i thought it deleted my 1st comment so i tried to retype my own words and then couldn't remember what i said. :) oh well!
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