Gotta keep my mind on Christ, otherwise
when im off that mountain’s high
Im swaying at the edge of my familiar abyss
One foot already sliding down
Mind already halfway under
I wonder how much trust how much faith I really have
That I take things the way they are and passively
Be misbelievin
That what I got now is what will always be
When will I see myself as having worth in your eyes
This fear’s got a grip on my mind and body
I fall so easily and I rely too much on my testimony
These walls that you torn down im still placing the bricks
Still walking around sick as if you cant heal me
I don’t wanna be weak when im needed
Acting like your death on the cross didn’t redeem us
Ive been hearing about fruits of the Spirit and find myself
Wondering again and again if im cutting it, if im still lacking
I know compared to your perfection I aint nothing
But I wanted people to see you in me and if they see my scars
That they see that you aint a band-aid, that ive been purchased
By your blood, by your stripes, by the cross
That ive been healed, sealed, written on your hands
And these doubts and fears are erased daily, hourly, minutely
By the Son of Man
^Wrote (mind splattered) that last night and part of this morning.
I also want a mentor, someone I can bounce ideas off freely without judgement, who I can get guidance from. A role model, someone I can relate to. My mind tells me that Jesus should be enough but I also want someone that I can speak to and get a quick answer in return (is that blasphemous? maybe). For the longest time, I looked at the women in my life and thought that I didnt want to be like them. I looked at my parents and saw their faults, and defined them by that, no matter how wrong that was. So I turned to guys, to anime and manga characters, and modeled my behavior by them. I dont think there is anything wrong by that, but..its not enough.
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