Your Story Matters

In the morning I seek you

To proclaim love in the day

Aware of you in the night

Your deeds make me glad

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I’m the broken one

Captured by amazing love

Each morning I rise

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Your deep design calls

The Lord’s prayer is my path

With all the answers

Embodied in a few words

Open my eyes to see you

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You sit high above

But you found me the lowest

Broken and ashamed

Needing your gentle presence

Through faith I see you near me

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God’s love language is foreign

Under stress we forget it

A mystery that’s hidden

Wanting to be seen

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Only by prayer

That’s born in desperation

Then we’re ready to listen

To gentle promptings

He will lead us to what next

By simple obedience

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I’ll look in triumph

Over my internal foes

When I surrender my will

My leaf will be green

I’ll flourish like a palm tree

Bearing fruit even when old

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This mystery can be found

In solitude and silence

Being obedient to love 

With no expectations

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© Terry S. Smith, May 21, 2011

Meditations written after reading Psalm 92.