and can it be
you came for me
a withered soul
so tired so cold
and can it be
surrendered glory
for this heart of pride
all the shame inside
o withered soul
lift up your voice
o withered soul
cry out rejoice
your light has come
your peace is near
Immanuel is here
and can it be
once blind i see
forgiven free
You died for me
and can it be
new life is mine
and for all time
not just a while
i'll sing and shine
i am your child
this withered soul
now your son
your own
and can
it
be
a cup of coffee
in a little corner of my home
lights and shadows
remind me of what lies within me
darkness and light
love and hate
goodness and self-centeredness
the memories descend
life and love
family and friends
grace and peace
laughter and song
so many gifts
undeserved and plentiful
soon the wraith
of dim stories arrives
failures
loss
shame
and the quiet ache
of all things left undone
and of all that i have done
to others and to myself
i choose to surrender
to all the images
that so quickly float
through my mind
as i lift my gaze
in a little corner of my home
three crosses
Calvary
such an ugly place
of death
of pain
of sorrow
of suffering
and it is there
in the midst
of the darkness and light
of my life
it is only there
where the lies i tell
and the lies i believe
are exposed
where my shame is undone
in love and acceptance
where i trade my burden
for hope
mercy
love
and the lightness
of forgiveness
and i realize
He is here
with me
in a little corner
of my home
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