What is this I feel upon my heart?
A bedrock of stone begins to impart.
The conviction for my sin, I do not feel.
A sense of abandonment becomes all to real.
But deeper I go into my sin.
Knowing full well that from this venture, nothing I will win.
You patiently wait upon me to acknowledge my fault.
My heart though, continues on and refuses to halt.
I look back and see you there.
Arms open announcing your love and care.
My heart aches at the absence of you.
I need to turn back and repent of the things I conspire to do.
Lord break my bones and rend my heart.
From you may I never again depart.
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Glory Personified
PoetryAn ongoing collection of poems I've written about my relationship with God. When I endured the deep pit of my thoughts and dealing with depression. A depression so painful because I thought I was beyond forgiveness and how God uses those moments and...
