How long, O LORD ? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and every day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?
Look on me and answer, O LORD my God.
Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death;
my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,”
and my foes will rejoice when I fall.
But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.
I will sing to the LORD,
for he has been good to me.
My heart is the most valuable thing to me.
I don’t let many see it.
I don’t wear it on my sleeve.
I hide it, bury it, save it only for me.
I don’t allow it out- out of its bony cage.
No, it stays right where it needs to be
Locked behind layers of logic.
I don’t allow it to spill over into my Surface Self when I think it’s being dishonest to what I know to be true.
I usually have to pick it apart
In order to understand why it feels what it feels.
It’s always so tender, beaten, bruised, tired, vulnerable
I don’t trust others to treat it gently.
I’m scared they won’t honor the
‘Fragile, Handle with Care’ stamp that has been etched on its every side.
There is One who will never mistreat my heart.
There is One who loves me enough to wrap my heart in
Silk before ever opening it up.
I have started bringing Him the state of my heart
Daily, hourly, continuously.
He wants to know my heart. He wants me to bring Him all that I am:
Scared, Lonely, Broken, Restless, Bruised,
Tender, Hopeful, Comforted, Relieved
He is faithful. He is trustworthy. He deserves my heart.
I will choose to love Him and surrender to Him
Because He has never left me or forsaken me.