Saturday, August 18, 2007

saying the words

He was saying it again;
"do not be afraid.
I myself will make a way. and you will see.
I will set this invitation to many in this generation.
come, my spirit says,
come and join me in my sufferings.
my spirit will show you the way.
come and join me in my meakness,
come and join me in my weakness,
come and carry the cross.
this is how I will make a way.
come and let go. follow me and I will make a way.
remember I have chosen that which is foolish"

and she felt that was right.
this was the right place to be,
these were the right words to hear.
here was life.
and without really thinking about it,
she heard her heart whispering;

teach me to be foolish.
to be uncool
rejected
ignored
teach me to be wretched.
heal me of my wound of rejection so that I could face rejection for your sake. hiding in you, knowing where I stand in your will.
heal me of my fear of men, so that I could have an undivide heart and fear you only.
heal me of my pride, so that I could boast of nothing else than your cross
and heal me of my strength so that I could put on weakness and leave all to you.