Eye Delight

My struggle's not how hard the way

Another's walked it for me

my struggle's not how much the price

Another's for me paid

My struggle's with my flesh, desire

What keeps me from Him

Those things so light and moment'ry

That seem so real, yet dim

My struggle's with eye's lust, delight

The pride that seethes within

Let me ne'er forget Love's words

"Come unto me, find rest"

Let me overcome the fleeting

good for what is Best

Help me gladly bear the weight

of Glory placed within

Oh may I be His eye's delight

When journey comes to end

And Yet

A dear journey friend I met on the internet wrote these words,

"Love comes in the surrender, the falling."

I don't like to fall. It's the falling I fear most as I grow older, the loss of independence that comes with fractures. I wonder if I'm also fearful of soul fracture. I don't want to be broken.

And yet, I am.

I was born broken. In many pieces. I've tried so hard to glue them all together with rules, with behavior modification, with "being good."   But it's useless. The glue is broken too.  I'm useless.

And yet, I'm not.

I am perfect in Him, the Him "who loved me and gave Himself for me."

I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.  Galatians 2:20 NIV

He loves me--broken, angry, rebellious, whining, distracted, selfish.

He loves me.  He pursues my broken heart and offers to make it whole.

For eternity.


"Relinquishment takes us into rugged terrain.  The climb is steep, the rocks are sharp, and the trail passes by precarious ridges.  From every human viewpoint at times it looks like we have fallen over the precipice into our death.  But we know better. We know that we are only falling into the arms of Jesus, fully at rest."  Richard Foster

May we all fall today...into the arms of  Jesus.