In a place of brokenness I lie,
Struggling once again to speak.
And with my last vocal note
I say to Him, “Take what’s left.”
“What’s really worth anything in this world,”
Is a question I’ve often asked
Myself, others, the sky, the earth
When I fall.
Then He lifts me up
To a place where I can see
The expanse and beauty of this world,
The precious soul inside each of us.
From this height, my vision clears.
I see why we can truly love,
Why we can truly love each other,
Is because He loved us first.
Falling, descending once again
Into the depths, the dirt, the despair.
I know the light is inside me.
Jesus, let me be broken again.
Let Your light go forth into this darkness.
“I pray that your hearts will be flooded with light so that you can understand the confident hope he has given to those he called—his holy people who are his rich and glorious inheritance.”–Ephesians 1:18