a little less than the girl next door (in_transit) wrote,
a little less than the girl next door

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a flower quickly fading

Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. -- James 4:14

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapour in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

LORD, indeed, who am i, this transient existence, a heart prone to wander, that You created me, out of Your endless love, to shower me with Your infinite grace and mercy? Lord, this moment, i would ask You to take me home, if i could; i feel like, i could put down everything, right now, i would, if You'd take me, take me home... but i'm not ready, am i, Lord? i've got so much more, so much more to do, for You, so much more to give, but i've yet to do a thing, for all that i've received.

i want to be the little girl who learnt about tsunamis in school; i want to be the mad man frantically flagging cars down ahead of the collapsed highway in the deep dangerous despairing darkness of the night. *i want to warn the passengers that the train doors will open, the boars will enter, they will rampage; i want to guide them to the safety of the other side, i want to pray my powerful dome of protection over them, i want to shield them, so that none will be devoured, none torn from limb to limb, none hurt, none carried away.

for i am not the only one in transit; we are, all of us, in transit... how apt, this username, out of my ignorance, created -- proof that You have, all this while, been holding me in Your palm, though i did not know, i am Yours, i have always been. build me up, Father, for Your glory, and Yours alone, for i am nothing, without You.

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