I Need You, Sweet Jesus


Why am I so nervous all of the time?  Why will I not let Your Spirit come within me and soothe the things I fear so greatly?  I know that You will take them, but there is something about that very thing that is unsettling to me.  Could it possibly be that I want to keep those fears close?  Keeping them close before worked...to an extent...I mean, I still lived in fear and couldn't see the progress, but it DID happen.  

God, you know the things that I am deeply afraid of, the things that keep me awake into the early hours of the morning, the things that I want so desperately to cry about, but my eyes won't let me, the things that plague my thought and memory.  Dear Jesus, you know them.  You know me.  You knit me together in my mother's womb.  You knew my name before I was even born.  All the days that are ordained for me are written in Your book.  I have ravished Your heart with one glance of my eye.  I am fearfully and wonderfully made, dear Jesus.  You know all my ways and have set them before me.

So, I take this, what You say, and hold fast to it.  I will strive to never let love and faithfulness leave me; I bind them around my neck and write them on the tablet of my heart.

For You, Oh Lord, are a shield around me!  You are my glory, the one who holds my head high!

(even when I can't see it, I will "do it afraid")


  1. Posted by Anonymous on October 23, 2008 at 9:00 PM

    you're wonderful.