Your clock stands still as You tend to my heart; Gently mending torn threads from around it’s exterior, trimming its frayed edges and patching holes with Your fulfilment, Your perfect peace, Your acceptance and Your understanding that I am welcome to come as I am. As You fill that which is physically visible, You ever so patiently sit and listen to my heart. You converse with me about the inner workings of that which You have found to be broken. You see me in my true state, and You see that I am a work in progress, that I am willing to heal- but am in need of time. You smile at me, in Your all-understanding ways… And as I explain to You, all the reasons and rhymes of why I simply do not deserve Your time and Your love.. You remind me, always, that You will forever lavish Your love upon me- but it is my choice to make, and I have two options.. To accept it, or reject it. There isn’t a third option where I can earn it or deserve it. And so again You show me Your grace, Your patience, and Your time… By forever lavishing Your love on me- until I am left with no other thought or option within my head than to simply accept it, learn from it and love it. How blessed I am Father, that You take time in Your hands, and hold it just for Me.
(via iwilltrustinyou)
