Lord,
I am
so broken;
here, on my knees,
I cry out to You
for mercy and courage
to face my daily burdens
which threaten to forever steal
everything good I’ve ever known.
God, how is it You seem so distant
just when I need You by my side,
when I yearn to place my head
on the chest of mercy
where I find rest
when weary,
forlorn,
lost.
 
Lord
Jesus,
Prince of Peace,
You understand
the depth of my pain
exacerbated by
the knowledge I ran from You
instead of heeding the answer
You so graciously supplied for me;
knowing I would return to this spot
You waited with arms open wide,
full of such compassion
which can’t be compared.
If ever this gift
is taken for
granted, Lord,
forgive
me.
 
jbh
4-22-2012