I am your clay, mold as you will

I am your clay, mold as you will

As a sheep I follow you
Searching, waiting for my shepherd
Where have I gone - it is so dark and alone
Will I ever find my way home?
It has been so hard, I thought I was strong
My ways were wrong, I ache with shame
What have I done to my life, my loves?
How can I start, what do I have to offer
My love is here, my heart is here
Waiting for you, forgive me, lift my spirits
Let me swim in your vast ocean of love
Searching, daring to believe again
That what once consumed my very being
Could consume my soul
Keep me from my weakness
Strengthen my Faith
Tolerating my stubborn heart
Now only filled with remorse and pain
Pierce my heart Lord
Drench me with your loving grace
You are my Salvation, my Father, my God
You have always been here
Although back hidden, somewhere

I have come full circle
I never thought I would be in this spot again
How many mistakes, must a person make?
Will I never learn? Make me strong
Forgive me Lord, for my faults
I have no right to ask for your love
To think you will be there
When I can not even trust myself
Cover me with your shield
Guide my actions, thoughts and life
I am the Mother, one they look to for guidance
How can I be so wrong, shelter us from the outside
Protect me from my enemies
The enemies that divide my families Lord
Give me wisdom, strength and peace
I am your clay, work my life Lord
Mold me with patient corners
Caress me with gentle hands
Forming me into the strong woman
You always knew I was

I am only one of your sheep who has run away from your flock
Your Grace is sufficient for all of us
Give me time Lord to make right my wrongs
I have always loved you; my will has been broken
I have seen how wrong I can be in decisions I have made
Give me time Lord, to give back to you what I have taken
Let me Live, Love & Learn You

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My Life is Just a Vapor

My life is just a vapor that is here for just a short moment in time
God's love shines through gentle spirits who we meet day by day
Some are our neighbor next door, the receptionist at our doctors
The fellowship and friendships that we encounter each day heal

Healing is not as easy as taking a pill or bandaging a wound
What has been healed is the deepest most agonizing terror
The gash that has tormented my soul is gone

Unconditional love that family and friends give
Fellowship with other like-minded who have also been wounded deep
A phone call away, a hug of reassurance, a whisper of hope
I have received and so it is my time to give, so that we are all stronger
Ready for the next disaster in our family, our heart, our mind we can imagine

Thank you to all my dear friends for laughing with me
Being there, just to listen and not doing anything at all
I have grown stronger, wiser and more appreciative of small things
Things that are free that mean so much that no one could buy
Thank you for letting me be me