Making me well
11 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
I’ve been through an interesting period in my life these past couple of months. I can’t say I’ve ever been in a season quite like the one that I am in before. Some days to be frank I feel quite bi-polar. However, my source of consistency, my source of strength, my source of stability is (and always will be) my God. He is not a crutch, He is everything. Recently I’ve been thinking of the crazy love that my heavenly Father has for me and the people that I love. I know that I am guilty of viewing myself in the eyes of society rather then in His eyes. It only leads to disaster and heartache and I realized that it hurts Him when I do this. When my eyes are fixed on Him it is then that I see that I am not wasted space, but that He is crazy about me. It’s hard to digest. It’s hard to believe. It’s hard to let it sink in and accept it. Can I let you in on something? He is crazy about you too. I ended up writing a few poems/songs tonight that I feel I am to share with you. These I wrote for you from God.
Forever True
I watched you as a child,
I watched you as you grew,
I planted the flowers in the garden,
as my thoughts of you.
Each raindrop that falls from the sky,
is my lovesong to you,
for even in the storms,
my love is proved true.
From my Hell
I’m moving on tonight
carried by the arms of Christ
cradled in His arms secure
protected from the coming war
Keeps me safe so I won’t hide
You’ve caught every tear I’ve cried
faithful and true he’ll be
through the storms refining me
And what can I say
You’ve saved me from this hell
each and every day
You have made me well
My sin so far away
you’ve freed me from my cell
You take my breath away
you have made me well
You have made me well
(You have made me well)
Saved me from my hell
(saved me from my hell).
India’s Song
It’s been another battle,
Just another war
the look on your face
says you can’t take anymore
You close your eyes
to face the darkest of nights
open your eyes
to my heavenly light.
All you see inside
are the mistakes that you’ve made
the hurt you want to hide
can you see you’ve been renamed?
I know you’re tired and I know your weak
I trace the tears from your cheek
can’t you see, with you, all of heaven weeps
Child of mine, let me rock you to sleep.
Chorus:
You were made for more
with beauty beyond compare
of all the stars in the sky
to me, you are far more rare.
I see every ocean sunrise,
from my glorious throne
there’s beauty all around me
but you are more beautiful
then all of these
Just open your eyes and see,
there’s beauty in this mess,
when you look at Me.
Bridge: No distance too far, my love
for me to not reach you
You are worth more
then all of these.
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