Faded Letters

Subseven

I look through photographs and faded letters from you - 
An empty shoebox on my bed -
Lingering thoughts of what you said - 
Falling away from me - 

They say that where I've been is not who I am - 
And where I am does not define where I'm going - 
Someday I'll find this place - 

I've dreamed up things that I just can't let go - 
[dreamed up things I can't let go.] - 
[Conform in me your perfect will.] - 

And sometimes I hide, but you always find me - 
And sometimes I run, but you're always beside me - 
I feel you beside me, never behind me - 
I feel you beside me today - 

This is my prayer, 
Lord that I'll find your will my ife is in your hands draw your plans – 
Use my hands - 

I've dreamed up things that I just can't let go - 
Don't let me be this way - no - 
I don't want things my way - 
My delight is in you, my Holy Lord - 
Conform me to your will - 
Lord, do with me what you will - 

All these photographs and faded letters from you - 
An empty shoebox on my bed 
Lingering thoughts of what you said - 
Show me a better me.