"...But there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother." -Proverbs 18:24
A gift received shall
Be given; an answered prayer
I must let go.Nets that carried the weight
Of my heart have snapped
Leaving me falling.
Anxiousness appearing,
Panic rises as I wonder
Who will hold me now?
Everyone else has walked away;
God, why am I left again?
I realize it's not
Out of need, but of want.
These selfish tears grasp
Twine that burns
Turning a blessing into an idol.
A Chisel digs into the hidden places
Of my psyche and emotion, revealing
For the future to mirror the past.
But it is not so.
My heart pained from a Fire
Meant to refine, but I worry
Who shall now be my confident confidant?
God, I admit I need a Friend
Who will stick closer than a brother.
I need an assurance
I will be loved beyond all measure;
Carried through the thickest of flames;
Valued when all the worthless things
In me are exposed. I need
A strength that moves in the midst of my weakness;
A constant that won't abandon
At the sight of my sin. I yearn
To be a joy; to be wanted.
Never silenced; never alone.
I long for a faithfulness more trusted
Than the expectation of a sunrise or a new season.
You formed the universe
And saw my face as You knitted
Eve from Adam's rib.
As a child, You drew me in.
As a woman, I must become as a babe
Wholly dependent on the Father
Who ransomed me to become His own.
Such a price! And yet, never once
Have You let go of my hand.
You delight in me.
You are the constant I AM.
Your arms envelope my entire being
So that when I fall, I fall deeper into You.
