Jan 12, 09
I am an alabaster box and I lay broken before You, my King
I sacrifice my fragrant offering to You
I offer up to You the fragrance of thanksgiving
I offer up to You my forgiveness of those who've hurt me
I lay broken before You, my King, dashed to peices by blows of rejection,
abandonment, deception
My fragrance of forgiveness wafts up in wispy, smokey, glittering vapors
That swirl around Your Throne
My fragrance of worship poured out on You, my King, engulfs my pain....
and I am healed
Though darkness surrounds me, there is Light....
It blazes forth from the broken alabaster box
As I am broken, You - The Light - blaze forth in liquid brillance that devours darkness
Break me that I may be a fragrance to You my King
Break me that I may be a Light for You
Let me waste my life on You, forever at Your feet
In brokenness I am made whole
Monday, April 13, 2009
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