SET ME FREE

Lord, please 
cleanse me of this
bitterness.
Sweep my heart,
make it yours,
let my house be clean enough
for you to dwell.
I know I hold
this unforgiveness
that has scarred my sou
responsible
for what they did to me.
But I'm so tired 
of holding
onto the past,
so please, Jesus,
set me free.

GOODBYE, FAREWELL LONLINESS

LYING,

WRITING,

SOFTLY IN MY SOFT BED,

MY SWEET HUSBAND

IS BY MY SIDE,

SNORING

NOISILY,

BUT THAT'S OKAY.

MY LITTLE DOG ELVIS

SNUGGLES

UNDER THE COVERS

AT MY FEET.

SUDDENLY

IT HITS ME

HOW BLESSED I AM.

JUST A FEW YEARS AGO,

A BLINK IN OUR LORD'S EYES,

I WAS ALONE AND LONELY,

FEELING VERY SORRY FOR MYSELF.

IS THIS ALL THERE IS?

BUT,

LOOK,

NOW I AM MARRIED,

GETTING CLOSER TO MY LORD,

AND THE LONELINESS

HAS FLED.

GOODBYE FENCE

JUST BECAUSE

YOU DON'T BELIEVE,

HIS WORD,

NOT ME,

DOESN'T MEAN

HE DOESN'T EXIST.

THE ENTIRE POINT OF THIS,

YOU SEE,

IS TO WALK BY FAITH,

ONLY SEEING

A DISTORTED REFLECTION,

NEVER ALLOWED

TO SEE THE ENTIRE PICTURE

CLEARLY.

TRUE FAITH

IS STEPPING OUT,

NOT KNOWING WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT.

SEND THE STORMS

RAIN ON ME, LORD,

SEND THE STORMS,

NEVER LET ME GO.

I NEED YOUR HOLY SPIRIT

LIKE NEVER BEFORE.

BUT THE PROBLEM IS,

LONELINESS

JUST WANTS TO CREEP

INTO THE CORNERS OF MY SOUL.

YOU SEE THE SCARS,

YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO ME.

SO PLEASE, JESUS,

HEAL MY 

SCARRED,

LONELY 

SOUL.

IS IT ME? (RVD)

HERE I LIE, LORD, 
BROKEN,
WISHING THINGS WERE DIFFERENT,
BUT KNOWING 
DEEP DOWN IN MY HEART
THAT THINGS WILL NEVER CHANGE.
AND THAT HURTS.
I MUST, SOMEHOW, COME TO TERMS
WITH WHAT HAS BEEN PUT ON MY PLATE.
HAVE YOU DONE THIS, LORD,
OR IS IT JUST ME?
AM I THE ONE WHO MESSED IT UP?
HAVE I NOT DRUNKEN FROM THE RIGHT CUP?
HOW CAN I GUARD MY HEART LIKE YOU SAY
WHEN I AM SO SENSITIVE IN EVERY WAY?
AM I THE ONE 
WHO IS RESPONSIBLE 
FOR THIS BROKENNESS?
IF SO, PLEASE FORGIVE ME, LORD,
AND CHANGE ME,
KNIT TOGETHER MY SOUL.

PROVERBS 4:2-3:

ABOVE ALL ELSE, GUARD YOUR HEART,

FOR EVERYTHING YOU DO

FLOWS THROUGH IT.

WHY?(RVD)

WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF,
EVERY TIME,
THROWING MYSELF
UNDER THE BUS?
I CARE,
BUT THEN YOU STOMP ON MY HEART,
LEAVING ME BLEEDING,
BROKEN,
STILL HURTING
AFTER ALL OF THESE YEARS.
WHY DO I LET YOU
GET UNDER MY SKIN
WHEN I KNOW THAT IF I DO
I WILL FEEL LIKE I'M FIVE AGAIN?
PUSHED INTO A CORNER,
NOT ALLOWED TO SPEAK
ALL BECAUSE MY SISTER
WAS ALWAYS GETTING SICK.
IT'S NOT MY FAULT, YOU KNOW,
SO PLEASE STOP BLAMING ME.
AND IF IT WASN'T FOR MY LORD
I WOULD WANT TO DISAPPEAR.
HE SOUGHT ME AND CAUGHT ME
WHEN I WAS FIVE,
AND I THANK HIM EVERY DAY
FOR KNOCKING ON MY HEART
AND LIVING IN MY SOUL,
TAKING MY SELF
AND MAKING ME WHOLE.
STILL, I WISH YOU WOULD JUST HEAR ME
WHEN I CRY OUT TO YOU.
MY LORD HEARS ME, THOUGH,
AND THAT'S ENOUGH FOR ME.

ME, ME, ME (RVD)

I OFTEN WONDER 
IF JUST SOMETIMES
GOD THINKS I'M TOO NEEDY, WHINY,
FALLING ON MY KNEES,
THINKING AND PRAYING 
FOR ONLY ME
WHEN THERE ARE SO MANY OTHERS
ON THIS PLANET 
WITH SO MANY NEEDS.
YET I CONTINUE 
TO PRAY 
CONTINUOUSLY
FOR ME.
WHICH IS NOT TO SAY
THAT I DON'T TAKE THE TIME
TO THINK AND PRAY
FOR OTHERS,
EVEN PEOPLE I DON'T EVEN KNOW
BECAUSE I AM REMINDED 
BY MY MOTHER
THAT EVEN THOUGH 
I DON'T LIKE 
THOSE WHO ARE IN CONTROL
I MUST STILL PRAY FOR THEM
TO SEE THE LIGHT
AND DO WHAT IS RIGHT
BECAUSE THERE ARE SO MANY OF US
DEPENDING ON THEM
TO KEEP US ALIVE.