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Aug 2014
I fall at Your feet
Because everywhere I've gone
Hasn't felt like home yet.
I've been running
Running for a long time.
From my shadow
My home
My fears
And even from You.
The burden I've been carrying
Has grown from a thorn on my side
To a vine that won't let me go.
It's taken a hold on my heart
And wrapped itself around my soul.
The tighter and tighter
Satan pulls,
The harder and harder
It feels to breathe.
I can't seem to get away,
But I will keep running
Running
Until I am free.
I run straight.
I make a left.
Dead end.
I turn around.
I make a right.
There are thousands of twists and turns
In this life that I am living.
But tonight
I fall at Your feet.
So take me as I am, Father.
Broken and bruised.
Scorned and scarred.
Bits and pieces
That I pray can be used.
Redemption radiates from Your touch.
Forgiveness lays in the palm of Your hand.
I have nothing left to offer.
Nothing left to prove
Nothing left to lose
In Your presence.
So take me, Lord,
As I fall at Your feet.
March 31, 2013
Lani Foronda
Written by
Lani Foronda  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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