Why does my flesh
Want to hold onto things
That are of death and destruction
Its like a mirage
Trying to grasp
But it continues to escape
I see its vibrancy
It calls to my heart
But it is an illusion
To my soul
Desires of the flesh
Distractions of this world
Things to have
Tasks to do
Painting pictures
Of beauty
Answering desires
Of happiness
But never delivering
Satisfaction Complete
I know this is true
So why do I chase you?
Desires of the flesh
When my heart callouses
Only then
Do I loosen my grip
Stop
To
Inspect
Who is my sufficiency in?
Me or Jesus Christ?
My days have been planned
Since the beginning of time
All to grow me more like Christ
He has my best in mind
He reveals my heart
In time I adjust
Allowing His Sovereignty
Over me
Without friction
Changing direction
Looking to please Him
Not me
Looking to Him
For my sufficiency
He is my all in all
Sustainer
Comforter
Deliverer
The One who loves
My soul
Just as I am
Deficient in many ways
But Him
Adjusting my heart
On the eve of His birth
Rejoicing
Praising Him on High
Grateful for renewal
For I would have no Life
Without Him in me