This is what I wrote last night when I was struggling to write something that still needs to be written.
God, I don't know what to say.
Lord, I pray You'll give me words.
Speak through me, Spirit!
Speak through me!
They're slow in coming
I don't know what I'm doing
I'm scared.
Father, I pray You'll give me
the words I need to say
because I'm lost
I don't know what I'm doing,
I've never done this before.
But You know my fears,
You know my insecurities.
Why do I list them here?
Why do I remind myself of
my fears and worries,
of my inability to know what to say,
when You are my strength
for You are with me,
and You've said so in Your word,
why do I fear, when You give me courage?
Why am I speechless,
when You give me words?
Lord, I pray You'll
remind me of these things
when I fail to remember.
I pray You'll give me the words,
the ones You want me to say,
the ones that need to be said.
I can only be thankful
for You bringing me here.
I can list my fears,
and list why I mustn't fear,
but it's nothing without praise--
praise for You, my Lord,
for bringing me to this point.
I would have nothing
worth saying if it weren't for You
No one would care for what I have to say
if it weren't for You
bringing me to people who care.
You've given me reasons to speak,
reasons to praise,
and for that I can only sing,
how great Thou art.
