From Matt Hammitt's song, All of Me:
Afraid to love
Something that could break
Could I move on
If you were torn away?
And I'm so close to what I can't control
I can't give you half my heart
And pray He makes you whole
(Chorus)
You're gonna have all of me
You're gonna have all of me
'Cause you're worth every falling tear
You're worth facing any fear
You're gonna know all my love
Even if it's not enough
Enough to mend our broken hearts
But giving you all of me is where I'll start
I won't let sadness steal you from my arms
I won't let pain keep you from my heart
I'll trade the fear of all that I could lose
For every moment I share with you
Chorus
Heaven brought you to this moment, it's too wonderful to speak
You're worth all of me, you're worth all of me
So let me recklessly love you, even if I bleed
You're worth all of me, you're worth all of me
Chorus (X2)
It's where I'll start
Something that could break
Could I move on
If you were torn away?
And I'm so close to what I can't control
I can't give you half my heart
And pray He makes you whole
(Chorus)
You're gonna have all of me
You're gonna have all of me
'Cause you're worth every falling tear
You're worth facing any fear
You're gonna know all my love
Even if it's not enough
Enough to mend our broken hearts
But giving you all of me is where I'll start
I won't let sadness steal you from my arms
I won't let pain keep you from my heart
I'll trade the fear of all that I could lose
For every moment I share with you
Chorus
Heaven brought you to this moment, it's too wonderful to speak
You're worth all of me, you're worth all of me
So let me recklessly love you, even if I bleed
You're worth all of me, you're worth all of me
Chorus (X2)
It's where I'll start
This song means a lot to me. Jennifer and I are expecting a baby again, and after we got over the joyful shock, I was excited. Then my fears kicked in, as we remembered our miscarriage 3 years ago. Jennifer had a little bleeding in the last 2 weeks. In all of this I had dscovered that I was wrapping my emotions in cotton, trying to not let my heart get too involved this time, trying to protect myelf from pain. I wasn't thinking about names, I wasn't thinking about the baby's development. Suddenly I saw that in my anxiety I had become sinfully self-absorbed. This child, whether it makes it or not, needs my father's love! Oh God, help me unwind the bandages off of my heart, and emerge Lazarus-like from the tomb of my own hopes. I am alive, for however long the Lord chooses. This child will live as long as the Lord chooses. I can trust Him forever and can love this kid recklessly because Jesus delivered me from fear and sin.
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