Saturday, October 22, 2011

Draw me


Find me…

I am like that little tiny thing hiding in a hole, afraid of being preyed upon. I have lost my way and all my path feels blurry now. In the midst of darkness where eyes cannot normally see me, find me desperately.  


Draw me…

I am like the weak frog seeking escape from a deep well. The sole of my feet are tired from hopping and the water appears to be drowning me. My heart faint from life’s up and down. My life lay wait in fear. I might not survive it longer, if I linger too long in this pit. Draw me out of my worst times.


Bring me…

I am like the poor widow hiding from her debtors. Walking through life like a borrowed glass. I am too ashamed to face the world. Bring me out of my lowest estate.


Place me…

I am like the troubled wings finding place to land. 'Life billows roll' have made my heart sick, I am tired of flapping and flapping. I feel all my life depends on it. Place me on higher ground.


Heal me…

From my bleeding heart and dashed hopes; from the weariness that plunge my soul; from the sores of past hurts; from the pain that bangs my bones. I feel a pie is missing in my basket. Something all lost in the midst of it all. Heal me completely and make me whole again.


Draw me...

From the deepest of fears where my fate seem sealed; from the deepest dungeons, where bat crawl and creeping animals draw all over me and life battle for my soul; from the horrible pit where I cannot find a place to put my feet. Draw me out like a bowl of water.


I plead tonight Lord, Draw me Lord. I want to be found from my hidden place. I seem not to know the way back, show me the road back to you. I want to come running after you. Give strength to my fainting heart. Let my joy come running home to you. Where hope as eluded me and strength drawn from my weak veins; let me find my strength in you anew. To you alone, to you alone, where joy last forever and love is never ending, let me come running. Where I am tired of flapping my wings and the journey seems unending; keep the end fixed to my eyes. Let my weary eyes and deaf ears come alive again. Give strength to my legs again to run the race with joy. Let me find the joy in Salvation again. Draw me Lord, before it is rather too late. Let me find your love afresh and new. Let me walk in your love like never before because that’s where I am complete. That’s where your maiden is complete. Fresh like your maiden, bring me back to you. Comfort my heart again and let me beat about in excitement. 

Oluwamitomisin

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