You have searched my heart
- Inside and out
- Up and down
- All the way through
(and that would scare me a little, if the searcher was anyone but You)
Because there are some:
- Cluttered corners
- Dusty nooks
- Untidy spots
In this heart of mine.
But because YOU are the One pointing the spotlight,
I know that you see it all and love me still.
Your searching light doesn’t drive me away…instead it draws me.
So go ahead and search –
(I can’t escape that loving lens anyway.)
If I try to hide under a pile of feeble plans and works
You smile and shine bright on me.
If I disguise myself in one of my favorite masks,
You lift it off and embrace me.
Using toys, tricks, and hopeless distractions
I cover myself.
But you know I’m there.
You saw all my thoughts and future words
even before I was born.
You scrutinized it all when you were:
- Secretly crafting me
- Masterfully molding me
- Uniquely carving out my days and ways
And you keep on weaving, sculpting and sovereignly decorating me from the inside out.
Your work makes me
- Stand up and celebrate
- Kneel down and weep
- Glad to praise you forever
And while You keep shining Your light,
We will keep clearing out the clutter.
I will grip Your hand and
Follow Your path into eternity.
Today is Sanctity of Human Life Sunday.