I have nothing to say...
If ever you ask, though,
I'll tell you:
I've done my best, but I realize now that it wasn't enough. I should've tried harder, prayed more fervently, asked for more help, looked to the cross more, depended on God more.
He told me.
He told me that I did well, but He also told me that I could've done better.
I see that now.
& if anything,
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for not being the best person that I can be.
I know. That. I tried with His help.
I know. That. He did help me. Immensely.
But I now also know that it wasn't enough and that you are what matter to me.
You are my end goal, and if it wasn't achieved...
Lord, aren't results in Your capable hands...
To pray harder
To work harder
To depend fuller
I know my goals on earth. I know the results of the Lord. I know the faith required for the race. I know the sword effective in the field.
I'm determined.
I'm ready.
Because He's ready.
Because He's my all.
And there's nothing I'm afraid of
There's nothing that's going to bring me down: I see His face.
Though now through a foggy glass, in the end it'll be face to face.
I love you, God. I'm so glad I'll never have to leave You. I'm so glad You're willing to have me.
I'm so glad
Just
Glad
That
You want to see me, God.
Help me, I pray. There's nothing I can do. I am nothing. And there's no purpose in me but You.
enough,
Starry
