::Honestly::

{9.12.2010}
God. Let's be honest.
So often when I pray for these things,
Patience, discipline, to glorify You,
I just want the things,
Not what You can do
I'm impatient. I mean it when I say it,
But the very next day
It flies from my mind and in time I'm not fine
It's honest, but it's honestly not fast enough
It's like I think things should not be that tough
But let's be real. Let's be honest.
I know it's gonna stink. I know it's gonna take time.
I know it might hurt.
But I know it's best for me.
And I know, I know,
When you look you'll see
Your perect Son, King Jesus, instead
Of my stains, my pains, my complaints,
And my dread
No matter how much I feel lost
At sea, confused, tossed in the breeze
And the waves
Of my life that I can't control,
Won't control,
Shouldn't control,
Yes, in spite of my singular one-track mind
That only sees me in my own frame and time,
You're able to look on me
and see
Jesus instead. He who rose from the dead.
While all my righteous acts
Are like dirty, filthy rags,
When I'm covered in the blood of His love
All you see are HIS acts
And for once in history You can look on me
And proclaim, "it is good."
And I know, that in time, I'll get there
Sanctified
One step at a time
Washed in the blood
of Your precious Son.
For real. In all honesty.
In Jesus, "it is good."