You are worthy

You are enough

You, who wishes you could pay back the cross,

are perfect

You are fearfully made

by hands that plan to use you in ways you do not even know how to dream

You are striving, pushing yourself too hard, for an image that screams “Jesus is written all over me”

You are tired, tired of always being right, tired of always being ambitious, tired of always being tired

Broken, you have not yet claimed in order to portray the ways of Godly strength

You have been so focused on doing the right thing, you have forgotten the whole point.

“Be still,” He says.

“I know, I know,” you say.

“But who I am to just be?

Who am I to tie your shoes when I have footprints in the tracks of sin

where I have tried to cover up so many times with my good deeds.

I cant even reach the heights of my own expectations how do you expect me to reach yours?

I am not bold

I am not strong

I’m not pretty enough

I’m not strong enough

I am not who everyone thinks I am

You know my heart Lord God

I want you to be glorified but Lord God

I am not qualified to raise my hands the way these hardocre christians sing and dance for you

Lord I am conflicted

There is the world and then there is you

And I am stuck right in the middle on sin’s track hoping I could worship you God

But I have done right too little times

I messed up so bad yesterday

I acted out of anger and ended up pushing everyone away

And time started running out

I studied all night for a test I had yet to fail

I gave 110% of my energy and still left scratches on my amity

God if I can’t even please my friends how could I please you?

I’m pushing to be the best, and still I lose every game.

Everyday I say I will change and everyday God I stay the same

God nothing in this world says I am enough how could I be so able to accept your love?”

And then He say says,

“You are worthy

You are enough

You who wishes you could pay back the cross

are perfect

You are fearfully made

By hands that plan to use you in ways you don’t even know how to dream

It is by my grace, by my love. Nothing else.

You are striving

You are tired

Child it is not your good deeds, there is not cost.

You don’t have to do anything. You are washed clean.

You’ve been so focused on doing the right thing, you forgot to be with me.

Be still,” He says.

“And know that I am God.”