in the midst of my brokenness
i will call upon your name.
i will run to You my God,
my redeemer.
there are no heights
or depths that evade
your presence.
so i will sit in my
insufficiency and praise
the One who meets
all my needs.
for You have set the earth
on its rotation and
You have determined the
path of the stars in the sky.
You are the One who places
each blade of grass in the forest.
your goodness knows no bounds.
let your mercy invade this hardened heart.
keep coming after me.
—
may i submit to the maker
of all things with joy.
t.w.