I feel like I can see people, not turning away
when I see the quietness about them or the
veil of suffering.
But it's You I see, isn't it?
The kindness of a smile, the way I feel
unafraid to open up to those who are
so children of Your love.
Help me keep running to You Lord
because I am learning evermore
how to follow after Your purity and
the way I call you Father,
You've done so much for me-
my eyes are back from a time I
kept building upon my arms
weights, heaviness of a past
of a present I thought couldn't be
brought back again
made whole.
Yet you're more constant than
anything I've ever seen, lived,
and I know You've touched me
sculpted me,
I must keep trying to do Your will,
for I think I'm uncovering the me
that's been lost for years...
that no one but You
knew.
