You tell me I am broken, “Let me fix it!”, you say. But God already has, His love has saved the day.
But even God’s gentle hand Can’t pierce the unfeeling heart. For you withhold your healing love, Then want credit for your part.
You claim to have the answers, As you twist the truth around, To suit yourself, and your hardened heart, You’re determined to keep me down.
Nothing I can say or do Will prove me in your eyes. You drive the knife even deeper in, Then blame me when I cry.
A sister you have never been, A time I do not know. But countless others stand with arms outstretched, To reach them, I must let you go.
I will forgive and move on, Because it’s God’s will. Though, you may never know the truth, Of what a loving family can fill.
There is a whole world out there for me. With beauty, light, and life. “It is all for you”, my father said, “If you will let go of your strife.”
Though in weakness, I have done my part! I have sought His love, To heal my soul and heart.
It has filled me with Christ’s pure light, This journey has made me whole. But only those with eyes to see, Will know the truth untold.