somedays and weeks and hours you just need to remember.
this is my day, my week. life is pressing in and i am feeling weak. my sin and flesh are edging out victory in my heart, mind and actions. i am losing patience, being rude and short with my children. i am frustrated with my inability to figure things out. i am not gracious where grace is needed. i am relying on my own strength even when i know it's impossible and fruitless.
remember your shattered state. remember the feeling of lost. remember the weakness that drew you to your knees in the first place.
i need to remind myself all the more in these moments that i am not enough. i am not all sufficient. i am nothing. but He most certainly isn't.
remembering makes space and time to see all over again the beauty and glory of the King and His rescue of you.
Glory. He certainly is good.
summoned by the King, into the Master's courts.
carried to the table, seated where you don't belong.
in His holy presence, i'm healed and unashamed.
Wounded and forsaken
I was shattered by the fall
Broken and forgotten
Feeling lost and all alone
Summoned by the King
Into the Master's courts
Lifted by the Savior
And cradled in His arms
I was carried to the table
Seated where I don't belong
Carried to the table
Swept away by His love
And I don't see my brokenness anymore
When I'm seated at the table of the Lord
I'm carried to the table
The table of the Lord
Fighting thoughts of fear
And wondering why He called my name
Am I good enough to share this cup
This world has left me lame
Even in my weakness
The Savior called my name
In His Holy presence
I'm healed and unashamed
You carried me, my God
You carried me
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