Well Of Life

Photo by Sergio Thor Miernik on Unsplash.

Lord,

You are the fountain of living water

that will never run dry;

an unending source of life and healing,

refreshing my depths,

revitalizing, comforting, and renewing.

My wells had been dry

as grief and despair consumed me,

and drove me to broken cisterns nearby,

quick, convenient, fleeting in their promises of relief.

But in my depths, you had mercy.

As I cried out from parched earth,

withered soul and broken body,

you had mercy.

Washing my hurts and wounds,

cleansing away unsavory lies and sin,

nurturing where I was weak,

encouraging my spirit,

emboldening brave,

you were always with me,

waiting for me to turn to you.

By your mercy, you’ve allowed me to come,

now a broken, contrite spirit after years of destructive striving,

with empty hands and nothing to offer but my praise and thanks.

I love your salvation and continuing, unending mercy and loving grace.

You are life.

I love you Lord, have your way in me.

Amen.