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My Heart Takes Refuge
Must I believe people are kinder than they really are?
Amazed that the pain in my own heart can still be received through the scar tissue.
My mind seems to convey every possible bit of sadness,
As if acting as an I.V., straight to my heart
I stand amazed that I continue to feel,
Calling upon My Lord Jesus each day, for some slight twinge of enlightenment, be it read, heard, or felt, that will make me understand.
I have succumbed to love, received all of its wrath and pain,
Only to stand bewildered at those who seem to get it right, for it serves as a reminder
To my heart, of what I’ve so unsuccessfully sought, unable to forget…unable to forgive
I cast myself into my blues, for there in my music’s darkness, I somehow seem to fit, taking some amount of comfort, for just awhile, my guitar knows me, caress’ my pain, understands my souls need to cry out, she acts as my voice, screaming if only I be the only one to hear.
I must trust in God, for he has paid the supreme ransom, to see that I am forgiven.
His will, is all for good, and He has led me back to him, perhaps another will hear my mortal words, understand this place I’m in, and also, take refuge…in Him
