I Lift My Eyes Up

I look in the mirror and see
many different things
looking back at me

Two monsters standing there
one too large to fit in the frame,
the other so thin, she's barely there

A dancer in chains
confined without hope of freedom
her tears falling like rain

A girl with a painted grin
afraid of being hurt
not letting anyone in

Many more things I face
horrified by their features
I stand frozen in place

I hear a voice calling
I lift my eyes up
and see I'm falling

Above me there is one
filled with love and beauty
he is my father and the Son

I lift my eyes up and come
out of the despair
and dark places I've run from

So I'll try to keep
my gaze fixed on him:
the one who'll help me sleep.

"I lift my eyes up to the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth." Ps. 121:1 & 2

November 19, 2006