Yet You love me still…

Here I am, Lord:
Broken and battered,
Bruised and busted-
Yet You love me still.

Here I am, Lord:
Clothed in my sin-stained flesh,
Steadily separating myself from You-
Yet You love me still.

Here I am, Lord:
Running towards You with all my might,
While never moving from my current location-
Yet You love me still.

Here I am, Lord:
I have fallen and cannot get up on my own,
The weight of the world is on my shoulders-
Yet You love me still.

Here I am, Lord!
Crying out to You as only I know how,
Still consumed by issues of life-
Yet You love me still.

Here I am, Lord!
On my knees with my hands lifted high,
My voice trembles but I strive all the more-
Yet You love me still.

Here I am, Lord!
Imperfect and flawed,
Unworthy and unbefitting of Your love-
Yet You love me still.

Here I am, Lord!
Your child and Your clay,
Changed from how You created me-
Yet You love me still.

Why You saved me, Lord,
I will never comprehend.

Why You forgive my heart even when my mouth utters no words,
I will never understand.

Why You love me, Lord,
I will never know.

But here I am, Lord:
Broken and battered,
Bruised and busted,
Tattered and torn,
Weary and worn-out,
Giving my pieces to You to mend,
Laying my life and heart at Your altar
Asking for You to heal me as only You can,
Ignoring the world and its charm,
Listening carefully for Your still and silent voice,
Yearning for Your mercy,
While undeserving of Your grace-
Yet You love me still.

And Your Word says in Romans 8 that:
“For I am persuaded that neither death nor life,
Nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers,
Nor things present, nor things to come,
Nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing,
Shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

Lord I sin!
Lord I fail!
Lord I fall!
Lord I-
Yet You love me still.