Open Hands

Five fingers clenched tightly

My hand forms a fist

No plan to let go

Nothing must go amiss

Five bars made of flesh

Protecting what’s dear

Kept behind lock and key

Held captive by fear

As I enter Your presence

Kneel in front of Your throne

Presenting my whole self

But what my hands keep enclosed

No smile on Your face

For I’m still holding back

You want all that I have

You want trust without lack

Quickly my mind

Tries to measure the cost

How much would I gain

If what’s dear was soon lost

What’s the weight of Your pleasure

Compared to my own

The grace in Your eyes

Melts the fear of the unkown

Slowly my fingers

Release one by one

My selfish will flees

Victory is by You won

As I kneel at Your throne

Open hands lifted high

I offer my whole self

Every part of my life

In all honesty, I’m frightened

I’m scared half to death

But I’m trusting You’re goodness

Trusting You know what’s best

(August 31, 2010)