Yours Alone

Find rest, O my soul,

In God alone;

My hope comes from Him.

-Psalm 62:5

 

I was born to love You,

spun with the fibers of Your fingers

to settle around Your shoulders.

I was meant to love You

with every match struck inside me,

igniting a fire that laces around my soul

but is never consumed.

I was created to be Yours

and Yours alone,

so why do I stray and search for love

in so many different places,

filling my time with doubt and

hoping with the most tender fibers

that this time, I won’t get it wrong?

I am a creature in Your form,

Stitched by Your soul.

I am at home.

Nowhere else am I meant to roam.

Prayer:

You continually draw me to Yourself. I tend to stray, but You set me straight and show me how I am pieced together by You with purpose. Help me to remember where I am, and Whose I am, as I walk beside You. Amen.