Saturday, March 08, 2008

I am not feeling down anymore, but I wrote this earlier

Now I know You
When I know no one else
Yet they know me
And look at me
And presume upon me certain things
That I stand, for example
That I am steadfast
That I am amply supplied
Yet I am nothing inside
And more than that lack
Is the vacuum that sucks in on me
And I am withered.
There I know You
You will make my dry branch plump again
And my sight to see Your works
Even when there is just confusion to me
But not to everyone who watches my face
And I am not confused either
Because here I am
Continuing to walk
Continuing to stand
Just as they thought I would
Holding Your hand
Abiding in You

posted by An Ordinary Christian | 7:16 PM | 4 comments