Okay...chup...Darren...are you here?
You're in there somewhere I know. Speak man...speak your heart. What's really bursting at the seams tonight? He's listening. Embrace vulnerability for a few seconds. Okay...here goes Father.
All I need is You.
The idea of me being unaware of my outward appearance when I get lost in pleasing you, Jesus, still pushes me away.
All I need is You.
This very breath then I take, this clean blood in my veins, the skin on my every complete limb, the bank of accomplishments, the wurlitzer of emotions that I despise and crave for, the fact that You are always and will always be near, these things I overlook so so easily.
All I need is You.
What plans have You for your ignorant, prideful, and arrogant son who constantly runs from your love so infinite and free? You chose me? Really God? Me?
All I need is You.
You know my words are stemmed from the limits of my human understanding, somewhat fake, unexperienced, and unsure. But for all it's worth as I think about You, You my Jesus who would give anything and everything for me, You who watches every drop that streams from these eyes now, You who grabs and wrenches my whole being with Your beckon to be something that rises above it all. To be something greater than my own capacity. To shout your praise louder than my voice may carry. For all that jargon is worth Jesus...here's me.
I love You,
All of my hope is in You,
Jesus Christ take my life,
Take all of me.
This! My heart sings this louder than a thousand amps may magnify any sound.
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I feel what you're saying as it applies to my life as well...it's beautiful, it's like lomography.
butt.