Grace Says, It’s Gonna Be All Right

Monday Message

Lord, I come before you
As nothing
But dust
Wondering when enough
Becomes enough
When will the words that I pray
Make way
 
When will my cries
Of agony and shame
Be stripped away
When will You hear this?
Because right now I need You to steer this
To take this ship that I am wrecking
And make into something worth protecting
 
My heart is there
But my mind
it is gone
Losing patience
Like a melody
With no song
No voice to sing the words
Or lyrics to stir
A movement within me
Because that is what's missing
 
Your presence
Your spirit
Lord, I know You can hear this
Wash Your mercy and grace
Like pure oil
Let it run down my face
 
Let it flow from my crown
As my soul fire roars loud
Yet, I lay in this bed
This grave I have dug
From the lies I've been fed
 
Am I sinking?
Am I floating?
Am I drowning?
Lord, surround me
Surround me with mighty Angels
And lift me to Your table
Where I can bask in Your beauty
With no worry
Or no duty
Just simple peace
As Your spirit pierces through me
 
Am I worthy?
Surely not
Why You've called me
I've forgot
Forgotten what it feels like
To be Your child
To dance in the sun
And feel giddy as a juvenile
 
So remind me
I plead
To bestow Your mercy upon me
Undeserving
I bleed
And will keep bleeding
As I fight
To restore again
The wonders of my mind
The power I have
If I can just look inside
 
And by Your grace, Lord
It will all be alright
 
“And ye shall know that I am the Lord,
when I have opened your graves,
O my people,
And brought you up out of your graves.” - Ezekiel 37:13

-Abigail Rice