Isecurity
Lies next to me.
"Look into my eyes,"
He says, "I want to tell you lies."
"You aren't good enough."
"You might as well give up."
His voice echoes inside my head.
If I could just turn this thought light to red.
Why do I listen to his words?
He never says anything I haven't heard.
Still I listen anyway,
Hoping soon he will go away
"You are not welcome here!" I shout,
Hoping that will scare him out,
But I know relief is only temporary
Because he shows up when I'm weary
So all I can do when
I'm befriended by burdens
Is rest my head on the One
Who bids me, "Come."
This Resurrected King
Heals insecurity
Tuesday, January 06, 2004