Sometimes I get so exhausted of my brokeness. Broken down, broken open….I don’t want to see it. I want to see Jesus. I want to be blinded to my brokeness by the sight of him. I don’t want to say the same things over and over on this blog, but what if I FEEL the same things over and over ? What then ?
I’ve never seen anything as beautiful you
and I’ve never seen anything ,like the light thats breaking through
you are coming through my darkness, changing my view
I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as you, now I’m seeing through my blindness
standing up to my fears, Watching through my window ,as you restore my lost years.