The door of my heart was open to everyone but you. Freely giving pieces of myself until pain and emptiness grew.
You, the One that could fill every hollow space. I rejected again. Your response: “I’ll wait.”
As my car careened you charged your angels to intervene. Thankful for a moment but I quickly forgot, it was you who saved me from that dark spot.
You, the One who rescued me and gave me life. I rejected again. Your response: “I’ll give her time.”
Sunday mornings spent in bed from a late night that left me with an aching head.
You, who whispered I love you anyway. I rejected again. Your response: “It doesn’t matter what you say.”
Crying babies. Sleepless nights. Toxic relationships with too many fights.
You, the One who makes all things new. I rejected again. Your response: “I’m not through.”
Broken and lost, tired of running. I lifted my eyes to see You, the One most stunning.
You, the living water who refreshes souls, lowered your hand to pick me up. I welcomed you and you filled my cup.
Who am I that you’d want me after all I’d done? Your response: “You are my masterpiece and my chosen one.”