this undeniable reality, not mine to behold.
too sweet to stomach.
too other to comprehend.
who am I that I may live preyed upon by your holiness.
who are you that you welcome in your enemy.
that you chose to inflict the unwilling with life.
to break into my deserved darkness.
providing light to see.
looking at me in the blood of my war against you, casted away my shame.
stepping in with]embrace, "beloved you are mine"
you took my wounded form, and made me righteous.
filling me with the finest of food.
clothing me in a beauty not mine to know.
yet swaddled beneath your robe, I thought I could create a fuller life.
I waged war against you, in that I tried to forget you.
running away, rejecting all I know, pursuing all I desire.
out of breathe I landed, as a corpse that you had already brought to life.
who is this God that has come so near that he has stepped into my sin, calling it his.
that has forever been singing the song of salvation over me, even if I’m only hearing it now.
this melody that speaks life, while I try and recreate death.
truth I need you to haunt me, for I am to prone to leave.
I am desperate for you to possess my being.
that I would be consumed by the man on the cross, and know the one who is God with us.
