So here I sit
Hands in my lap
Staring at the
broken
Tears falling
on the shattered
Why do we do
these things
Lord how are we
so deceived
Confused by our
free will,
We think we’re
in control
We make our
many plans
We dream
Until we don’t
Paths to dead
ends leading
Yes, dear Jesus
I still have
hope
Still cling to
faith
But then there
are…
My doubts
So, I look in
the mirror
Finding my own
Thomas
Staring back at
me
Longing to
touch
Your scars
Is that wrong
Is my honesty
weakness
My lack of
faith
Smaller than a
mustard seed
Knowing my
righteousness
Is truly rags
Understanding
my sin
Is at war in my
flesh
My repentance
like rain
Pours from a
shattered heart
My longing for
peace
Carries me back
To where You
Dwell
So Dear God
I ask for
another gift
The fire of
your Spirit
Cleansing and
renewing
To be used by
You
A tool in your
Hands
Accomplishing
Your will
Growing Your
kingdom
Don’t leave me
unchanged
For you
promised
To never leave
or forsake
And I’m
clinging to that
So as I sit
here
In these
healing tears
My hands are
lifted
Giving back all
I have
This broken
fragile life
