the tide
Ever feel like this?
Like the hurt we feel inside seems to require a continual surrender… um… yeah…
sigh.
As the constant tide coming in and going out… so, is my need for constant surrender of my ugly.
I inhale in and soak up Your breath from Your Word…
Your lovingkindness is forever…
And I exhale…
my fear…
And I inhale Your love…
You have come not just to save but to give me life…
And I exhale…
my hurt…
In and out…
Like the waves crashing in then pulling out.
Breathing… In… New life…
Breathing… Out… Sorrow…
Breathing in… Crazy grace…
Breathing out… Expectations…
Breathing in… My everything… Jesus…
Breathing out… My ugly…
Breathing in… His beautiful
Breathing out… My ashes…
Like the constant in and out of the tide…
So is my need for constant surrender…
Constant breathing Him in – and me out.
What are you breathing in?
