Broken
- By Benita Joy
- Published 02/11/2009
Benita Joy
Benita Joy is a Malayalee Christian and serves as the Chief Editor for South Asian Connection. She is a woman of faith, gifted in the area of leadership and administration, and has a heart for world missions. Her desire is to live a life that is pure and to serve God's purposes in her generation. Benita is pursuing a double major in English and Psychology at the University of British Columbia. She loves big cities, chai, the internet, roller coasters, international cuisines, music, and hanging out with friends. She is the youngest member of Team SAC, plays guitar with a baby pink pick (Yikes!), and she's not much taller than your average dwarf (don't tell her that).
there is nothing left
no purpose for anything
even tears have run dry
hope, they say, is hard to kill
but that has been done too
my heart on a platter
my soul at the stake
my spirit broken
i have prayed
"Lord, i will go
wherever You send me
even some remote village
and serve You there
all the days of my life
and never question
only surrender"
"Lord, i will lay down
my life for Your purpose
even if it means death
i pray You give me courage
all the days of my life
to never question
only surrender"
the day has come
He has asked of me
something far more difficult
that is, to give up
someone i love so dearly
but i was unwilling
i questioned, pleaded, hoped
but He kept asking
the time has come
to surrender, to release
and as i unclench my fists
crumble to the ground
face in the dust
tears pouring out
i realize...
now i'm ready
to surrender completely
everything has been taken
nothing is left
stripped naked and helpless
as the day i was born
now, all attachments severed
i can go to that remote village
all reason for living forfeited
i can offer my life
even if it means death
nothing to hold on to
no one to walk with
i am alone
with Jesus
