I had a giant problem
Such a tangle, and a mess.
Big, and dark, and ugly
And it scared me, I confess.
I could not defeat it
Even though I surely tried.
It just loomed up bigger
Until I was terrified.
It was feeding off me
And it stuck to me like glue.
Overwhelming me with fear –
And what was I to do?
Yet I knew of Someone
A great Warrior and King.
He had said to call on Him
To help with anything.
But I was scared to call Him
For I did not want to show
Just how big my problem was.
He shouldn’t have to know!
I should handle this myself
And I could not confess
That I couldn’t conquer it
And get out of this mess.
So I kept on fighting it
Until I felt so weak
I couldn’t lift a finger
And my tongue could hardly speak.
That was when I heard Him knocking
Asking to come in.
Still I didn’t want to show
My weakness or my sin.
He would see my foolishness
My darkness, and my woe.
He would see the ugliness
I didn’t want to show.
But my heart was failing
And I longed to hear His voice.
So, with heavy heart and hand
I slowly made my choice.
There He was, so kindly
Standing right outside my door.
Smiling so sweetly
As He often had before.
Full of shame, I let Him in
And saw within His light
All the tangles of my mess–
A horrid, nasty sight.
Yet He didn’t censure me
But called me to His side.
Calling me to open up
The things I wished to hide.
I felt oh, so vulnerable
So naked in His sight.
Wretched, poor, and miserable
And blind within His light.
But there He was, so gentle
With His everlasting love
Deeper, dearer, lovelier
Than I’d been dreaming of.
So I fell into His arms
And opened up my heart.
Letting Him inside of it
To give Him every part.
Though it was not easy
What a healing I could feel!
Pouring out my heart to Him
And finally being real.
When I’d given everything
He smiled down at me.
“Do not fear, my little one.
I came to set you free.”
Then I saw that He was armed
The Royal Knight so brave.
He had come with sword in hand
To fight for me, and save.
Turning now to face that thing
The mess of fears and doubts.
He stood up against it
With a weapon and a shout!
He was far more powerful
Than all that held me down.
He could cast the strong man out
And cut the cords that bound.
As I let Him fight the foe
And fought it with Him, too
I saw that problem turn to dust–
Defeated, through and through.
Then I saw the truth of it
That He, my faithful Friend
Could handle any problem
He could conquer, and defend.
He could overcome my faults and failures
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With His grace.
He could give me courage
In His kind, redeeming face.
Now I know the victory
Is not in being strong.
Not in hiding weaknesses
Or striving hard and long.
It is in surrender;
In the trusting of my King.
Drawing near to know Him
And to open everything.
Now, when I have problems
I can let my Friend inside
Knowing He can help me
Even with the fears I hide.
Now, when I have problems
I can seek my Royal Knight
For I know He will rescue me
And He can win this fight.
Written 8/6/22