Insecurities… have been eating me alive this week.
Gnawing away at every goal I have tried so hard to reach. Biting at every memory I thought I forgot. Savoring every feeling that leaves me breathless, hurting, wondering. I’ve had to bite my tongue many times this week, search within myself and find that love that only Jesus can give not only to others, but also to me. Nothing horrible happened this week…but it just didn’t feel good. It didn’t feel right. I did things I wish I hadn’t, I saw people who I didn’t need to see, and I gave too much thought to old words and feelings. I am glad this week is over, but am thankful for the reminder that Jesus is always present. He is always loving, and His arms, they are always open.
There’s a train leaving your heart tonight.
There’s a silence inside your head and you’re running from it.
Down the tracks on a midnight line.
There’s a red moon in the sky and you’re running from it.
But I’m coming for you wherever you go.
Wrestling angels till dawn breaks through
There’s a blessing and a wound and you’re running from it.
When all your demons are at your door
it’s a soldier they’re looking and you’re running from it.
But I’m coming for you wherever you go.
Across the sea, the space between everything you think
You know - the things you keep and bury deep underneath
The melting snow - I’ll follow.
I’ll follow.
Fathers & mothers don’t always come through
but I’m never gonna stop following you
Prophets and lovers don’t always hold true
but I’m never gonna stop falling for you
So when your wine’s all gone and your well runs dry,
Open your hands and look into my eyes; all that you see here,
you’ll soon leave behind, so open your hands and look into my eyes.
