struggles and dreams
collide...
in this connection between my doubts and my hopes
when I'm confronted with the tension and
the relationship
between the two.
My hurt and my weakness surface
as I strive towards where I want to be
and my God meets me there.
He meets me in the tension.
He meets me in the mess.
He meets me as who I am and shows me who I can be.
He finds me in my struggle
and reminds me of my dreams
My God is a God that draws me close
and beckons me on
who sees my doubt
and invites me to something more.
He holds my hurt
and asks me to welcome healing.
It's in my brokenness and all of my doubt
that I feel His reassuring heartbeat
beckoning me to come...
