Sighing....

 

For many weeks, I haven't known how to say all I've wanted to say. My life is reasonably full, but my heart struggles and bumps along. I start, I stutter, I quit, and I accept the silence. Perhaps I even embrace it and all the things which don't make sense. Something is worn or frayed; I'm tired and sighing...

Sighing...

Resting...

Letting loose...

Letting go...

I don't feel compelled to write...

I don't feel a strong need to figure things out...

I don't want to offer explanations...

I just want to breathe....

and be...

and take things as they are....

I know I live as a broken person in a broken world...

Only Christ redeems...

He enables...

He gives strength...

He is faithful.

He's not surprised.

Open our eyes Lord
We want to see Jesus,
To reach out and touch Him
And say that we love Him.

Open our ears Lord
And help us to listen,
Open our eyes Lord
We want to see Jesus.