Poetry: A Reminder of WHY

I’ll pray the words, “God use me” and then be mad at how you do.

I’ll sing, “I’m open” and then shut down when your will isn’t done my way.

I forget you care.

I forget you’ve felt pain.

I take my pain of not being able to have more babies and forget that yours died.. for me..

I hold onto what it has cost me to have the miracles. I forget the cost of the cross is why I’m able to have them.

I hold onto having relationship with you that I forget you’re holy.

Your holiness is why I can worship.

Your holiness is why I’m breathing.

Your holiness is why you’ll keep getting my yes.

Your holiness is why.