The physical pain is strong.

I wonder why it has not yet fled me.

I wonder why it has gotten even stronger.

Sickening, nauseating, deafening

with its sharpness.

And still, I know I need You more than ever.

What is good is that I know I need You.

My King.  

Especially now,

when I feel at my worst.

Especially now,

when I am this alone.

When I am oh so weary.

I know I need You.

I need Your promise.

For I just want to runaway

(you know Lord)

I just want to runaway

and be in a place I feel safe,

protected; not so alone.

Father,

let me runaway to You,

may I find rest in Your arms,

the safest place I know.

Especially now,

when I do not know

if I can take this pain any longer.

Especially now,

when I am this confused.

When I am oh so weary.

I know I need You.

I need Your promise…

“He gives strength to the weary, and to him who lacks might He increases power. Though youths grow weary and tired, and vigorous young men stumble badly, yet those who wait for the Lord will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary.” Isaiah 40:29-31

For I just want to runaway

(you know Lord)

I just want to runaway

and be in a place I feel safe,

protected; not so alone.

Father,

let me runaway to You,

may I find rest in Your arms,

the safest place I know.

Let me run to you

so I may grow wings like eagles

and walk and not become weary.

I pray, though I stumble.

I pray, through the pain.

I pray, though I stumble.

I pray, though I am weary.

I pray, and I will wait.

I will wait for You Lord.

November 2, 2009