I posture greatness
when I need a Savior
even in my brightest hour.
It doesn't matter
how great I think
I am in my own scour.
I fall short
within the divinity
of His unfolding story.
I fail to live
up to expectations
set by His own glory.
I call upon
myself to help
when I am in need
but only after
my failure comes to light
can I see all of my greed.
I ache so much
to be sufficient
and the answer for my soul
but seem to realize
each and every
time this leaves a hole.
It buries me
within the gaping
gap left by my self.
It makes me realize
only then
that I need someone else.
Only the One
would accept me back
after this behavior.
No matter what
Christ will be there,
my Rock, my Shelter, my Father and Savior.
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