On A Sunday In 1997
Where two or more are gathered…
-can't sit still
Greetings and embrace, they assemble all together
Spiritually seeking, seeming so happy…
-feel so empty
Behold the brethren's holy gaze
-can't feel their grace
Share the same wisdom and understanding
-so many questions
Stand, shake hands to the left, to the right, sit, face forward and smile
-I'm screaming inside
We begin. He speaks with such authority of all that is holy…
-my ears, they fail me
'I get my needs met from the Lord'
feel so empty
'I am okay in Jesus'
feel so strange
'I am more than a conqueror'
feel so afraid
Preach unto me the light and the truth
Bless me with understanding that I might shine like all of you
barely at a crawl, but fear it won't be long…
Before these seams come undone
To mark my fall - backslidden, and gone
If I let them see
The who I am inside of me
The unraveling
The sinking…
Would they remain?
I've stopped asking…
'I get my needs met from the Lord'
not really
'I'm filled with the Holy Spirit'
my strength has left me
Take me home…tonight
that I might awaken to Your light
I don't like the who that I am inside of me,
don't know that I can walk through
another day
this way
'I rest my hope in Jesus'
feel so helpless
'I am sufficient in Him'
I have nothing and nothing do I have to give
'I'm filled with joy everlasting'
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