dust.

it has been years, probably close to three, since i've sat down at the piano and written.
well, the creative dam has begun to break and what oozed out of my heart comes from Psalm 103:14

"For He Himself knows our frame; He is mindful that we are but dust."


trust in the Lord;
with all my heart,
with all my understanding.
for Your understanding;
it formed the oceans,
and all of me.


Your intricate design,
is so much,
higher than mine.
i'm  a sparrow You watch over.
watch over me,
for I am,
dust.


I am a lilly,
of the valley,
that sways with You.
I set my feet,
I set my gaze,
on the waves,
You walk on.

Your intricate design,

is so much,
higher than mine.
I'm  a sparrow You watch over.
watch over me,
for I am,
dust.

(bridge)
I am dust,
You know my frame.
I've been released,
I've been redeemed,
You broke my shame.
I'm not ashamed.

Your intricate design,
is so much,
higher than mine.
I'm a child You watch over,
watch over me,
for I am dust.



I'm sharing this because I'm trudging through deep matters of the heart and I believe that as I begin to step out and show even raw parts of me; others will have the courage to begin to heal as well. plus, I was super stoked to be writing music again :)

I am weak. I fail. I'm an addict. I'm redeemed. I'm going to be singing a new song.

" O sing to the LORD a new song, For He has done wonderful things, His right hand and His holy arm have gained the victory for Him."
 (Psalm 98:1)

In the next post, I will be sharing about my personal dust.