Sometimes I just can’t blog about it…
That thing, that person.
Those people, those things.
Sometimes authenticity has a limit…
And the only one who can hear my thoughts
Is the only One who knows my heart.
Deeply. Intimately.
Sometimes I just can’t blog about it…
That burden, that opinion.
Those opinions, those burdens.
Sometimes authenticity has a limit…
And the only one who can see my point
Is the only One who knows my mind.
Unconditionally. Perfectly.
Sometimes, it’s just between me and my Saviour…
And the only one I need to show and tell
Is the only One who can restore, replace, repair.
Now is one of those times.
Lord, You know my heart and my mind.
With You, authenticity has no limit.
“God, investigate my life;
get all the facts firsthand.
I'm an open book to you…"
Psalm 139:1, the Message
