Again I fall.
Ignorant to your mercy. Hardened from not understanding your grace. Like the song, "I get knocked down, but I get up again" I am forever playing the part of sinner turned repentant. Forever failing to live up to who I want to be in you. Never understanding that your strength is perfected in my weakness. Never understanding that all I need say is "help."
There is none like you.
You turn to me as you hear my cry. My desperation and helplessness brings you glory. Wanting to drop everything and fall to my knees, instead I turn away, distracted by my inability to save myself.
Here I am waiting; abide in me I pray.
What will it take for me to surrender my false sense of strength? What will it take for me to stop pretending I can do this thing called life on my own? What will it take for me to understand with my body, mind, and soul that without you I am nothing?
Come be the fire inside of me.
