26 March 2014

matters of the heart

I hide behind walls I've built

with my pride and scars.

I am told to guard my heart,

but that is all I know how to do.

I watch the world behind glass walls,

always seeing, vicariously experiencing.

You are here with me;

and You are enough for me.

So I am trying to learn

why You bid me to rid these walls.

How do I trust anyone

that isn’t You?

How do I heal from my pride and scars

when they have carried me thus far?

You bring me to mercy,

and You bring me to grace.

And in the littleness of my faith,

Your faithfulness carries me further still.