my heart dwells in murky waters;
my feet paddle persistently –
yet they cannot find the sandbed;
the grains scrape between,
teasing my sanity.
drag me out Lord!
though my back is turned
my face longs to bask in Your sun again.
though far from the shore,
i know even in the ocean i can find hope.
so though i may be kicking and screaming,
i know not what for.
oh God i plead, show me!
show me that there is something in this life my legs can grow weary for.