Sweet Dependency

My body is giving way to earthly exhaustion today;
It fails to understand rest.
My mind is so filled that it cannot be stilled;
But it is my request

That I would be brought to my knees,
In sweet dependency in You alone.
For at the end of this time,
If I still think that I’m mine,
Please break me and bring me back home.

At the close of the age, I am riddled with change,
Having trusted that You have a plan.
But with this moment at hand, I don’t understand – I don’t think that I can.
Where is it You’re taking me?

May I be brought to my knees,
In sweet dependency in You alone.
For at the end of this time,
If I still think that I’m mine,
Please break me and bring me back home.

So, where does this end? Why is it here?
I trust that You know what You’re doing.
I don’t understand. Could I just disappear?
And avoid it ‘til I know how it’s ending?

Please break me and bring me back home in sweet dependency.

©2005 Alyssa Kate Grinstead