Friday, March 28, 2014

In the quiet


You see me, running and chasing
a world full of distraction and judgment
my heart torn and shameful; my words quick and angry;
my hands clutching too tightly to receive

You see me, worrying and forcing
a life that can’t satisfy or salve
my head questioning and doubting; my soul searching and longing;
my joy stolen by expectations

You see me, in all my mess and mistakes and futile attempts
to earn a gift I've already been given
my blessings countless and merciful; my sins forgiven and forgotten
my worth bound in your grace

You see me, and you wait
for my heart to soften, for my hands to open
for my soul to quiet

And you whisper,
You are loved.

2 comments:

mom said...

so beautiful

Kelli Moore said...

Love this. Powerful truth. And so hard to accept. But in it is the key to peace.