All I was, was bones.

All I was, was bones.Bones of the desert.Thirsting for life.Dead in my sin.BUT JESUS pouredHis love into my soul.From death to life;From the ashes I rose.Because of the Living Water,flowers grew within me.Heart of stone became heart of flesh..and I was never the same again. -a. inspired by Ephesians 2:1-10

A billion loves do not even compare.

Jesus, all I want is You.To abide in You.To be in love with You.Even a billion loves do notcompare to the one You offer. This Love puts a new song in my heart.This Love hears my every tear.This Love loves me too much to leave me as I am.My heart cannot fathom its depthbecause even… Continue reading A billion loves do not even compare.

My heart will still sing.

When my heartis too weak to sing,poetry still fills my soul.My overwhelming emotionscannot cloud Your love for me.Who You are does not change.You are the reason we sing,we don't even deserve a lyric.You know my heartso help me guard it, Lord.Fill it with a new melody.Fill me with a breath of fresh air.Settle my heart.And… Continue reading My heart will still sing.

This fragile heart.

My heart can be brittle.My love for You can be frail.Sometimes too inconsistentbecause this human heart can'tcomprehend the love thatYou know. A million times more isYour love for us.But just enough grace thatwe need and that ourhearts can beat along with. So we ought to focus on Your love for us more than ourlove for… Continue reading This fragile heart.

God, correct my heart.

You know the secrets of my deceitful heart.All of my flaws, God, are clear before You.All of my sin and shame.But because of Your goodness,You desire to make beauty out of an ugly heart like mine.And because I seek Your face,my heart shall live.My heart runs to You.And even when my heart is weeping,I will… Continue reading God, correct my heart.