Alabastar Jar
This broken vessel,
Lord, I lay
At Your scarred
feet,
Where shattered
shards
Of splintered heart
And Your great mercy
Meet.
This alabaster
Jar that held
Life’s woken dreams
–
In ruins now –
Each piece I place
Where nail-pierced
grace
Redeems.
Release sweet
fragrance
Lord, I pray,
Costly though it be,
From life poured out
Of brokenness
Surrendered, Lord,
To Thee.
©
Avril VanderMerwe 2003
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ReplyDeleteAt His feet broken and in need of Him. The life I once held onto is no longer mine i need to serender to Him, and His will. What I once thought was his plans where my own, but the willingness to surrender fully each day is only possiable through true Obedience. And living out the life God has given me is the Task that leads to Triumph, waiting for His Coming!
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