Broken Whole...

Dedicated to: YOU

Somewhere along the line I was told that my misery was my ministry
But when I look back and reflect, I wonder if I failed miserably
I see the eyes of a few, then I wonder what to do, the path I choose
Where do I go from here? Grow from here? Show from here?
Someone said, “Have no fear,” but my glass is unclear
My heartbeat is racing; I’m pacing back and forth in decision
Words are the sharp knife that nearly took my life; what an incision
So I check my shoes because they seem to no longer fit
Let me go get a fresh towel, one I can throw in when I quit
Let me spit. Let me get this out real quick
I was at the scene of the crime, I’ll admit it
I’m not sure at what point I killed me
I realize perhaps at my own expense the evidence reveals that I’m guilty
I’m trying to breathe in deep but I smell a different kind of aroma
I’m walking away numb to it all like a spiritual coma
Yet, I’m zoned out; my oil supply is tapped out
I thought I had a way out, had my way mapped out
Ref, can I call a time out? Is it time for me to sit out?!
I’m not just moving my mouth, I’m know I’m talking out loud
How is it that you say I’m free though I feel bound?
How can you be on cloud nine while I’m still on the ground?
You picked me up and shattered me; it caused me to be in pieces like Reese’s
As much as I’ve lived this life, it feels like I’m still on the first sentence of my thesis
In spite of the brokenness, looking forward I know the point is this
I’d rather have God be for me than become a target on His hit list
Don’t dismiss this; He’s the savior of this misfit
Even though I know at times I can be my own worst critic
I’m like parts of a puzzle waiting to show the complete picture
I’m the clay in His sculpture; go back and read the scripture
Everything in me wanted to give up based on what I saw with my eyes
And who do I trust when truth reveals itself to be lies?
Can’t say I’ve been in this place before, this is definitely new
So you’re saying I’m a daily work? I guess I’ll gear up for round two
I might be pieces the Master created to say the least
But He broke me to make me whole; therefore I’m a masterpiece…