May 13, 2011

May 11

If I can't have a confident joy,
can I at least have insistent tears?
You know how I am driven mad
by my surrounding fears.

I've poured my heart out weeping
I know too much useless grief
I want instead to be filled, and drown
the sound of my doubts with belief

When the paralyzed sought healing,
he lowered himself and knocked
Jesus said, "Your sins are forgiven"
and he stood up and walked.

2 comments:

Hayley said...

Mhm. Here's about where I'm at.

Avery said...

"I want instead to be filled, and drown
the sound of my doubts with belief."

You write beautiful things.