Thinking You gave me a ministry
So many people suffering in need
Poetically You have gifted me
Helping to plant the seed
Settling in to write Your Word
Thoughts come and embrace me
That I am the one suffering
And I know that You can see
The depths to which I have fallen
My heart is sick with fear
Self loathing is my condition now
And still You gather me near
Thinking You gave me a ministry
For I am wanting to give
But my words come to haunt me
About this life that I live
Oh, peace continues to elude me
But, I pray in earnest to You
I am so wanting to serve
Questioning, I serve, but who
Needing the joy of salvation
Promising today to be pure
Fighting the battle every day
So often I'm feeling unsure
Thinking You gave me a ministry
When the poems fill my mind
Your Spirit again awakens me
For in them, You I find
Psalm 51:10-12