A Personal Moment

Well Ladies,

The time has come for me to share something I hold very dear to my heart. Occasionally God gives me passages that speak of the relationship He and I share. The following really doesn't have a title. It's not a poem, or short story, it is simply a journal entry. Something that poured out of me last night as I prepared to end my time with the Lord. Some parts may rhyme and others do not, that's just how it came out. I've done no additional editing. It's straight from my very personal journal to my not so personal blog. Some may not understand it and others may find it trivial. I pray that at least one sees it as useful in understanding the intimacy God longs to have with each of us. When you look past all of the church services we attend, all of the "works" that we do, you realize that what matters to God most is at the center of you. It's your heart. The real you. The you that no one else has access to. The naked you. As a close friend of mine would say, "God is not concerned with the fig leaves. He's concerned with what the fig leaves are covering!" God bless you!

Everything I am is a direct reflection of all You've done in me!
I am not a mirror of the world, but rather a glimpse of my Father
Though I may stumble, I will succeed
For I am backed by the One who sent me
Though a host rise up against me
I am not afraid
I am confident in the strength that my Creator exhibits through me
Though the path is thick with brush
and my windows covered with muck
My vision is clear
For I do not look through the eyes you see
I look from the inside, the real me
When the clouds roll in and the rain begins to fall
I fix my eyes on things above
and practice my victory dance when I'm all alone
I am called, chosen, set apart for the Master's use
Too different to fit in the with the world
Too much unfulfilled purpose to leave it
So please remember when you look at me
There's so much more brewing than you will ever see
And it's okay if you don't understand me
Because I am me and I don't always understand me
The only thing I can be sure of
Is the Father's love for me
It's because of this love I can boldly say
No matter what I'll march on to Victory!
His love is so pure
Unlike anything I've ever known
There are no words to fully describe it
It's better than any story ever told
My God is my all, in Him I place my trust
I cast not my cares on these things that rot and rust
As my pencil slides smoothly across the paper
So does His love flow through me
It went into the deepest parts of my body
Healing every inch as it went.
The results have been breath taking,
It's the greatest feeling I've ever felt.
I take no Glory in what my Father has done
In fact through most of it
I was clueless to what was going on
Thank God that didn't stop Him
from putting me on the operating table,
For now I have been made whole by the Almighty One.
He keeps making me over, and I promise that's the best part
For when I think He's reached the end
I realize He's back at start.
So it's true that everything I am
is a reflection of what He's done
But that reflection is ever changing
I've got a long way to go before I'll look like His son!