Ball

Screwed up like a ball
Protected by a covering
Afraid to share at all
Wound up by fear of change
A person can survive
Sitting on the outside
Looking at the beauty
Of what He’s doing today.

What’s the use of change
It only brings you problems
I’m perfect as I am
I do my best by Him
But there is something more
A loving kind of future
If only I would trust
And let dear Jesus in.

Oh peel away these layers
These chains that are my jailer
Let me open out
Into the flower that I am
The joy that lives within
Is buried deep inside me
Someone notice me
And help me live again.

Let me feel the power
A deluge of the water
Cleansing deep inside
Removing all my pain
Take away the fear
The thought of being foolish
Here, have all of me
I cannot stay the same.

A Christian poem by: Mike Bullock

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