Scars

Feeling ill this morning

what's new?

My broken body,

my broken soul

I know God can heal it all.

But when, Lord,

will you stretch out your mighty hand

and make me whole?

Have I done something to make you mad?

I am

very quick

to say I'm sorry

and admit 

I'm not the best Christian.

There is much room for improvement

in every room

of my heart.

And those old scars

still need to be healed.

Have I been too ashamed

to let you see

those things I try so very hard to hide?

I've lost friends

over revealing them.

Will I lose you, too?

Well,

you already dwell in there,

you're cleaning the dusty corners,

so I suppose not.

I am yours.

PROVERBS 4:23

ABOVE ALL ELSE,

GUARD YOUR HEART,

FOR EVERYTHING FLOWS THROUGH IT.