Box of Truth

So, over the past 10 months or so I've been making these little scripture cards (a swell recommendation of a friend). Trying to renew my mind with the Word, I want to be consumed by His word! I carry these little cards with me. Amazing how different a day can be if I forget to put them in my pocket or forget to take them on a trip w/ me. Doing everything I can to get His Word in my heart and mind at all times!! So I ponder on such things!! I've noticed when I start a new segment of the journey, my friend reminds me to create new cards (ie: new Truth pertaining to that subject that God is walking me through). How or why I can't remember that on my own, no idea....But I found I didn't want to loose the cards I had created, that I wasn't necessarily carrying with me at the time....

So I created this box, for the old cards to be placed in. Its also a good daily reminder that His Truth is all I need!!! And that I've come a long way from where I began! A new poem, my prayer to our God!

“Desires”

By Amy Christine, July 20, 2009

I see that You desire to have my whole heart,

It’s Your Love that provides that fresh start.

This segment of the race has left me open and exposed,

Was that in the fine print, can’t recall if that was ever disclosed.

You are jealous for me,

And yet my own jealousy keeps me bound and not free.

You are the Giver of many things,

Yet I’ve been consumed with others, and yes the wound stings.

To start anew, You’ve had to crush me into fine dust,

This ugliness is just as filthy as that old lie of lust.

Black but Comely, that’s how You choose see,

Lord, it was me that took You to that tree.

A glimmer of Hope, I feel You inside me starting to move,

Your heart’s desire is only to improve.

I desire to be free from the chains of fear,

I desire it to be You, the only One I revere.

I feel like a child needing the “how’s” and to understand,

Through the mess and darkness show me how to withstand.

My prayer is that You’d show me how to feel,

Fusing my heart with Yours I know time will heal.

Hold and use each of my tears,

Fill the void that I’ve created over the years.

Take my brokenness into Your loving arms of Grace,

As Your daughter, I ask You to simply touch my face.

My heart’s desire is to chase You just like You chase me,

Your path is where I truly long to be.

This leg of the race You have sent me alone,

The outcome is all Your own.

Fix my gaze as I run hard and press in,

This race together we will win.

O Lord, cover my life with Your footprints,

And let Your blood wash away the enemy’s fingerprints.