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Reality: I roll out of my mattress. I groggily turn on my PC. Distract myself with Gmail and FB, before either the loud sounds from my ginger tom or my stomach move me to action. Cue shuffling of bedroom slippers to food bowl or kitchen. A good daily routine. Not.
Why am I such a dusty window
For your light to shine through?
Why am I just a tiny star
In a sky already blue?
Why do I offer everything
With my heart closed like a fist?
I want to love You better than this
Why do I live like I’m in chains
When You have set me free?
And why do I have to break Your heart
Before I fall to my knees?
I know it’s time to pray for change
Give all I have to give
I want to love You better than this
So renew me
Remake me
Undo me
Unbreak me
Come into the empty spaces
Of my broken places
And consume me
Complete me
Pursue me
Redeem me ~ Excerpt from Avalon’s Renew Me