I've tried to hold the world for countless years
Assume its pain and take its blows
Punched, bruised, knocked face down
I spit out rocks and teeth
Mud caked and bleeding, I crawl back to you, my God
You ask much
From your servants
You ask much
I’ve been faithful
Pouring myself out
Until only drops remain
Isn't enough enough?
Hasn’t the time arrived for healing and relief?
I wait
I wait
I wait
I wait my turn as those who've never tasted suffering skip around me
They glance my direction, fling accusations
Then dart away
Vindicate your child, my Lord
Vindicate and heal
Pull me from the dirt into your lap
Let me rest there as you set the world in order
I cannot hold the world
Not even my own
My hands are far too small
Teach me what to hold and what to free
Help me be faithful in a world that’s just too big
A world that, like a child in pain, fights back
You, oh Mighty Creator, dwarf the world you made
Your majesty envelops and overwhelms
You hold it all
Nothing will slip away
You hold me and I am secure
You encourage and teach
Comfort and restore
You see the blows, wash my wounds, and share my tears
The waiting will one day be forgotten
You will set the world in order
You will vindicate and heal
Until that day
I will always crawl back to you
-MM
