November 23, 2008


I'm tired of being shaken
who I am is in question
ransomed yet ambiguous
I have called you by name, you are mine
indecision plagues me
I'm still here holding you,
I won't let go
do I turn right or left
revelation lights the way
waiting here is a lost place
I stop to pick up pieces of myself
too many to carry
if you are still, I am right here
breaking away slowly
a process tangled in frustration
no one can snatch you out of my hand
everything I thought I was is erased
I will make a path in the wilderness
every word written will be rewritten

Jeremiah 29:13

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