Speak Your Truth

"Speak your truth.
I think it is really important to speak your truth."

I was just talking to my friend about how much I appreciated her never giving up at trying to explain her belief in church to me; even when I repeatedly and vehemently refused to even consider that church might be a good place to go or a good thing to have in my life.  She would always tell me the blessings she associated with going to church and would state her desire for me to find that same blessing at church, "any church!" I finally realized, (yeah...two years later...) that she was very courageous and steadfast in her faith to put up with me all the times I told her I didn't believe in church or in going to church; that I believed God is with you everywhere you are because He lives within you.  I know I frustrated her with how many times, and how forcefully I refused to even consider going to church.  The one time I finally realized I was being insufferable to her and she was maybe on the brink of giving up was when the topic came up again while we were walking in Colorado.  I don't remember what the exact topic was but I remember her frustrated reply: "Never mind! You don't understand!"  I realized at that moment that maybe, just maybe, she might be right, and maybe I was being the one thing I always said I would never be--closed minded.

As I was telling her thanks for not giving up and keeping on talking about what she believed about church and every once in a while encouraging me to go to church, she said just what I needed to hear at this moment.  She said she never looked at my rejections of church in that way, she just saw it as a need to speak her truth to me whenever the subject came up.

This has been the lesson I've been needing to learn lately, although I hadn't known it until she spoke those words to me.  "Speak your truth.  I think it's really important to speak your truth."

I've always been of the mind frame that people will believe what they want to believe and nothing you say will ever change their minds; so why even explain your thinking? Why not just live your life and let others live their lives as they will?  If they want to know the reason behind why I do something I do, they can ask me and I'll tell them.  Otherwise, I would not be offering unsolicited explanations.

So the other day I just felt like it was an all around bad day that kept getting worse.  I know it was my fault because one of my strongest beliefs is that no one can make you feel a certain way, good or bad; you let yourself feel that way.

It all started when I went to go pick up a friend of mine who had to leave her car in the shop.  I got there earlier than she had asked me to be there because I knew she was always early.  The first thing she asked me was how I was doing.  At that point I was fine.  This friend is usually positive and open minded  and a lot of fun.  Today, though, she just brought a lot of negativity and I don't know where it came from.  Before I could say "fine" she goes "I know you would like a coffee but you can't have one!" Making a joke about me having to get up early to pick her up.  I laughed with her, maybe I agreed, playing along with the joke.  After all I had told her previously how I felt about coffee.  It was at this point that she really got her dander up about the "no caffeine thing" as she phrased it.  I started telling her it wasn't about caffeine, I didn't think, because some people drink coke and that just amped up her dander even more.  This roller coaster started going downhill faster and faster and it wasn't even 8 a.m.  She "knew what it was all about, Did I want her to tell me?" Then she got into a rant about how the church owns stock in some soda company and how the church is very into making money then her rant went on into tithing and how the church "forced" her brother-in-law to pay tithing by making him a bishop and how she doesn't agree with that because some people cannot afford tithing, they barely make enough to live on. And all I could do was try and soothe her ire.  I probably said something like "well, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it."  I admit, I just tried to not give her anymore ammunition.  Like I said, she is not usually like this and I was flabbergasted at the whole conversation.

I felt three things at this point... I think I kind of felt betrayed by a friend I had thought was accepting and open minded.  I was also disappointed in myself for not taking the opportunity to "speak my truth" and tell her why I didn't want a coffee; how ever since I learned about no coffee, the craving stopped immediately; how I've been already blessed by paying my tithing and how I always have exactly what I need and more.  I even began feeling like I was wrong about trying to live with and get to know people.  I should just go back to me, my God, my family and that is it!

So, I layed low all that day.  I didn't want to see her, talk to her, nothing... I made it through the day without running into her again until she was leaving.  I asked to make sure if she needed a ride the next morning too, since she had told me the previous day that she would, and she took that opportunity to jump on me again!  She said "No, I already asked {another lady we work with} because she's a bit more on the ball."  I just turned around.  Whatever, I had been there early that morning...lest you forget.

So I avoided her the next day too.

Then day three...Great...She asked me if I wanted to go to lunch like we usually always do.  I'm too nice to think of a fake excuse so I agree to it.  As I go to grab my keys and purse from  my desk I stop and say a prayer.  I asked that she would not spread her negativity about my religion today and if she did I prayed for strength to be able to voice my truth-my testimony- about the subject.

Luckily, the lunch outing went normally and stayed on a positive note, when OOPS! I mentioned how I had to go to church later, when she asked me what I was doing after work.  She looked at me like she was going to go off in a tirade about having to go to church.  I quickly jumped in, before she could say anything-"I don't have to go! I want to go. I love going to church, it brings me joy and peace and strength."  She takes a deep breath and goes "As long as you get something out of it."

So I had this experience in mind for the rest of the week, trying to work up to being able to speak my truth, defend my actions, having to do especially with faith.  I told my sister-in-law that I wanted to make her spaghetti casserole recipe but didn't have any sour cream.  She goes "ummm, go to the store..." I go. "It's Sunday." And she starts out her next text with "no offense but" so you know she intends to offend...So she goes "What? you can't go shopping on Sunday, no offense but that is stupid."  I was just going to be my old self, laugh it off, Ignore it and let her have her belief and keep mine but in light of recent events I sent her a big long, respectful text about how you can always do what you want to do, you have free choice but one of the suggestions for keeping the Sabbath Day holy is to not go shopping and I do try and keep that rule for me, it helps me to feel the Holy Spirit and helps me keep my focus on God all Sabbath long.   I said sometimes you can't not go shopping, but that I wasn't going shopping that day.

She never responded but at least I spoke my truth, right?

Another experience I had because of the bad day experience was a great conversation about religion with my sister as we drove home together from California.  There was a point at the beginning of the conversation where I almost gave up the courage and let the conversation die, but I remembered just in the nick of time to "Speak my Truth."

Speak your truth and don't shy away.
Be an example every second of every day
of letting others know who you are and why
you believe what you do.
For we make a choice every day from morning to eve'
what kind of person we'll be.
Will we stand by silently, never sharing
the truths that strengthen us and calm our storms?
Or will we be bold and strong,
climb that mountain and burst into song.
Finding our voices and sprinkling truth far and wide?

Livin' A Lie--Dolly Parton

Spotlight's on, it's shining bright

And I like standin' in it

It's only superficial light

But I don't want to end it

It's warmth and glow has taken hold

And I'm caught up in it's shine

A Cinderella fairy tale

I want to claim as mine

Fancy clothes, a magic coach

And happy ever after

Like something from a story book

The Cinderella chapter

But when the clock strikes midnight

And I lie awake in bed

Things my Daddy told me

Keep running through my head

You gotta walk the straight and narrow

And to thine own self be true

Gotta aim straight as an arrow

All eyes are up on you

But sometimes it feels so good

That I can almost justify

Livin' a lie -- livin' a lie

Livin' a lie -- livin' a lie

Is it wrong for me to want

The sweeter grass that's greener?

To chase the all-American dream

I've always been a dreamer

At the top and still I've got

A heavy heart inside

I keep remembering

Things my Daddy told me as a child

You gotta walk the striaght and narrow

Gotta hold fast to the right

Gotta aim straight as an arrow

Walk onward toward the light

Oh, but when I'm out there in it

I think I might get by

Livin' a lie -- livin' a lie

But I don't feel right livin' a lie

Livin' a lie -- livin' a lie

All the fame and fortune

Glory and prestige

Can't make me happy if it goes

Against what I believe

And I've sacrificed my honor

My values and my pride

Livin' a lie -- livin' a lie

Livin' a lie -- livin' a lie

Livin' a lie -- livin' a lie

Livin' a lie

Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, I don't feel right

Sparkles and Butterflies, Sunshine and Roses

So, does this ever happen to anybody?
When someone asks you "How is everything going?"
What if you were tempted to just let it all hang out?
"...to pot!" you say with a scowl.
"Uh, Whaaaat?"
The look on the questioners face alone would be enough for you to quickly backpedal into a more socially acceptable response...
"Oh, just kidding!  Everything is sparkles and butterflies, sunshine and roses!"
All said with a convincing smile.
There's just one problem, or maybe four in this case.
Roses have thorns...
Sparkles inevitably become dull...
Sunshine soon turns to darkness...
And butterflies never live very long once they actually become butterflies.
It's just a signal that the end is near.
Makes you think.

                                                            "The Grass Is Blue"

I've had to think up a way to survive
Since you said it's over
Told me good-bye
I just can't make it one day without you
Unless I pretend that the opposite's true

Rivers flow backwards
Valleys are high
Mountains are level
Truth is alive
I'm perfectly fine
And I don't miss you
The sky is green
And the grass is blue

How much can a heart and a troubled mind take
Where is that fine line before it all breaks
Can one end their sorrow
Just cross over it
And into that realm of insanitive bliss

There's snow in the tropics
There's ice on the sun
It's hot in the Arctic
And crying is fun
And I'm happy now
And I'm glad we're through
And the sky is green
And the grass is blue

And the rivers flow backwards
And my tears are dry
Swans hate the water
And eagles can't fly
But I'm alright now
Now that I'm over you
And the sky is green
And the grass is blue
And I don't love you
And the grass is blue

Learn to say Goodbye...

Thought for the day...
Is it better to have these lessons, like the lesson of saying good-bye, rather than not having to learn it?
I keep having the thought that maybe it's better to just stick by yourself, never trusting that someone will always be there no matter what. Inevitably, they won't be there forever.
Learn how to depend on yourself only.
Learn how to make decisions that express only what you wanted and is not based on what someone else might want.
Learn to not care about anyone or anything that much ever again...

Then my good side takes over.
Then, against my will, I am forced to think that maybe that's not the lesson-the "power"- of learning how to say good-bye.  Maybe you're supposed to learn to cherish the moments you had, remember those in bad times.  That it's these thoughts that would keep you going when all you want to do is shut everyone and everything out so you never have to say good-bye again...


Never having to learn how to say goodbye.
Sounds nice...
Sounds better...
Sounds much more doable than the alternative...

"They say, time heals everything...but I'm still waiting." (Not Ready to Make Nice by: The Dixie Chicks)

 

"The Power Of Good-Bye"
(click link to listen, by: Madonna)

Your heart is not open so I must go
The spell has been broken, I loved you so
Freedom comes when you learn to let go
Creation comes when you learn to say no

You were my lesson I had to learn
I was your fortress you had to burn
Pain is a warning that something's wrong
I pray to God that it won't be long
Do ya wanna go higher?

[Chorus:]

There's nothing left to try
There's no place left to hide
There's no greater power
Than the power of good-bye

Your heart is not open so I must go
The spell has been broken, I loved you so
You were my lesson I had to learn
I was your fortress

[Chorus2:]

There's nothing left to lose
There's no more heart to bruise
There's no greater power
Than the power of good-bye

Learn to say good-bye
I yearn to say good-bye

Each Life That Touches Ours For Good!

Isn't it amazing when you really, actually, meet someone you've already known for a long time.  What I mean is, you knew them, yes, but you didn't really know them, you never saw their inner soul or showed them yours.  It's so good when it happens, but then it's also sad because of the time lost where that connection didn't happen earlier.  I guess you just have to remember that everything that's supposed to happen, happens in it's own time; God's timing is always perfect.

I met just such a bright light a little over a year ago.  I had known her for probably 7 years, I had her son in my class even, but we just had a regular acquaintance-type relationship.  I ran into her out of our normal setting and that magical, guards down, soul baring experience was able to occur between us and I saw her in a different light and I saw her shining with God's light; although I know now that God had His hand in the whole event.

It came at a time when I was feeling especially hard on myself, wondering if anything I did would ever make a difference.  Wondering if I was good enough.  Wondering if I would ever be courageous enough.  Wondering what my purpose was and if I even had a purpose.  Wondering what was the use of always doing the right thing if those you were trying to be an example to, always ran as far away in the opposite direction as they could.  Wondering if anyone ever even saw me, saw my heart, would remember me; or was I just as invisible as I so often felt?

As I sat next to, and visited with, this amazing person we started talking about summer plans and how school was going for my former student, now in Middle School (where did the time go?!?).  She told me of some troubles her son was having and I expressed my disbelief at how cruel kids could be, especially to such a loving boy as her son.  I told how I always felt he was filled with love even from Kindergarten, I always felt his love, even for me.  She brought tears to my eyes when she told of her and his weekly ritual to help make it through the anticipated tough week ahead at school.  As her son would express anxiety of having to go back to school she told him, during his Sunday night prayers, to think of five people in his life who loved him to remind him that although there are those who were hateful toward him, there are always people who care about you and love you and want the best for you.  She went on to say that I, even after all these years, had often made it onto her son's list of 5.  She turned to me with tears in her eyes, as I wiped at the tears in my eyes, and with great intensity in her voice, looked me right in the eyes and said "Never underestimate your influence on the kids you work with!  What you do makes a difference in all of their lives."  This, after I had just been thinking I was utterly invisible, having no visible purpose, not really making a difference or even mattering; that the example I tried to show of values and honesty and morals apparently didn't show.  That's when I knew she was filled with God's love and He talked to her and had asked her to let me know something He wanted me to know.  Me.  Insignificant me had gotten a message from God!  It was an eye opening experience in more than one way.

It's very hard to find people like that in today's world.  I had given up on humanity a little, I think.  I had built walls against trusting people, because it seemed like you couldn't trust anyone without them one day turning on you and tearing you down with the very things they had once used to build you up.  But when she turned and talked to me with such intensity it was like some wall suddenly crumbled and allowed me to see the light shining so brightly within her, and I recognized that light, the bright shining light of God's love.  Something I foolishly thought couldn't exist in normal places.

That wasn't the only soul baring talk we had that night either.  As we talked about religion and the intolerance some people had toward certain ones she told me of a story that had happened between her and another teacher at our school who had ignorantly accosted her beliefs and how my new Hero Friend had stood up for her beliefs with her head held high, putting the other teacher in her place with firmness and grace.

I don't know if our talk affected her the same way if affected me, probably not..., but I knew some things that night because of running into her.  I knew I could trust her and she would never use anything I told her against me because she was filled with God's light and love.  I knew everyone has a purpose and as I drove home that night it came to my understanding that if you are doing your best and doing what you love you are fulfilling your purpose.  You may never see or even know what your purpose was.  It isn't for you to see sometimes, because your purpose is usually worked in the life of someone you met or interacted with; not in your own life.  You never know how the ripples you send out into the world affect the world, you just have to have faith that it does, even if you don't know exactly what you did, you did something just because you were living life to the best of your ability to influence the world in a (hopefully) positive way.

I am now blessed to call this former acquaintance a friend of mine.  I feel lucky to sit by her in church and bask in and soak up the light she naturally emanates.   I am honored to learn from her vast knowledge of The Savior and the scriptures; all through her personal relationship with Him.  I am in awe of her example of steadfastness in faith and courage, her diligence and strength to tackle any task head on, whether daunting or not.  I am strengthened by her sharing of testimonies and lessons learned and by her example of someone who isn't afraid to let her faith show.  She has had so many experiences of defending her faith that I am just floored at how she courageously always chooses the right way to stand up for God and then to teach others in a loving and graceful, but firm manner.

I hope to someday grow to be even half as good, strong and courageous as she is!   This song sums it up:

             Each Life that Touches Ours For Good
                               LDS Hymn 293

1. 1. Each life that touches ours for good
   Reflects thine own great mercy, Lord;
   Thou sendest blessings from above
   Thru words and deeds of those who love.
2. 2. What greater gift dost thou bestow,
   What greater goodness can we know
   Than Christlike friends, whose gentle ways
   Strengthen our faith, enrich our days.
3. 3. When such a friend from us departs,
   We hold forever in our hearts
   A sweet and hallowed memory,
   Bringing us nearer, Lord, to thee.
4. 4. For worthy friends whose lives proclaim
   Devotion to the Savior's name,
   Who bless our days with peace and love,
   We praise thy goodness, Lord, above.

Always Happy...Yes or No?

Do you think I am always happy?  Do you think I have a constant smile on my lips and a song in my heart?  Do you think I skip through a never-ending field of daisies in a white and flowing dress, barefoot, laughing?

Well, I am always happy.... but that doesn't mean I am never engulfed in sadness.  It doesn't mean that I don't cry out in despair.  It doesn't mean that I don't want to punch a hole in a wall sometimes.  It doesn't mean I never get filled with self-doubt and crippling anxiety.  It doesn't mean I don't feel like everyone hates me.  It doesn't mean that I don't just want to crawl in a cave and live there completely and utterly alone sometimes.

What it means is this:
             1.  That I try and think I'm a good actor and can turn on the happy switch at a second's notice and quell any tears that I feel might begin pouring out.  I've had a few people see beyond my smile, ask me something that I couldn't turn into something happy, and were graced with seeing my tears.  Tears are not my friend.  I hate to cry in front of people.  I remember reading about Indians when I was young and how the books said that Indians taught their babies not to cry because it was a sign of weakness.  I never wanted to be seen as weak and internalized that teaching that I wouldn't let anyone see me cry.  I used to be more of a pro at hiding my tears, but I think I'm turning weak...I cry at sad movies.  I cry when I'm moved in church.  I cry when saying goodbye to those I love after a wonderful visit.  I feel teary eyed when someone shares their innermost thoughts and, yes, their very souls with me in a heartfelt conversation.  I cry for people who's hearts are breaking and there's nothing I can do about it.  I cry about the evil and hate that is running rampant in this world.  Confession: I still only cry when no one else is there to see: at night during prayers, in a dark movie theater, watching TV alone, on long driving/thinking trips, while reading books.  I guess I'm turning into a big baby!  Or are tears healing?  Cathartic?  Cleansing?  ?  ?  ?

              2.  That I don't think anyone cares or wants to be burdened with my problems when they have enough of their own.  I think the only gift I have is my smile.  I've seen it help people forget their troubles and turn their bad day into a good one.  I never give a fake smile, I don't think anyway, I always smile with love and understanding and acceptance of the person I give it to.  My whole goal is to give a little joy to someone who can use it.  As Dolly Parton says, "If you see someone without a smile, give 'em one of yours!"  Ever since I heard her say that as  little child, I internalized that teaching and realized that it's a free gift but the repercussions are so rich!  It's a gift you can give without end; you never run out of smiles!  It's a gift that gives to others; when you smile at someone it usually results in them giving a smile to someone else, the ripples could be endless!  As for any burdens I may have, what's the use of telling anybody all about them?  The only one who knows how to help me is Jesus, that's all I need to give any burdens to and then He will help me to deal with them.  I've done this over and over again with amazingly miraculous results, He is so good!  Sometimes, you can't trust humans, they might someday turn on you and use your own pain against you.  I sang a song in church with a friend of mine when I was 9 called "Give Them All to Jesus."  As with everything, what I believe and internalized was taught to me in a song:

Are you tired of chasing pretty rainbows?

Are you tired of spinning round and round?

Wrap up all the shattered dreams of your life,

And at the feet of Jesus, lay them down.

Give them all, Give them all,

Give them all to Jesus,

Shattered dreams,

Wounded hearts,

And broken toys.

Give them all, Give them all,

Give them all to Jesus,

And He will turn your sorrow into Joy!

He never said you'd only see sunshine,

He never said there'd be no rain;

He only promised a heart full of singing,

About the very things that once brought pain.

               3.  That after I get out of my "unhappy mood" I realize that nothing that bad has ever happened to me, especially compared to what I've seen others go through and I realize that I am truly blessed and loved, what have I got to be unhappy about anyway?  Another thing I finally got really good at learning was the fact that other people can never be to blame for making you feel a certain way.  You make yourself feel bad by letting what people think of you, say about you, believe about you etc.  Letting all of that have power over you and your feelings.  That is no longer allowed for me.  I don't care what other people think about me, what I care about is what I think about myself.  I realize that it's the other person's problem and actually is most likely a belief they have about themselves and won't acknowledge so they try to take it out on the happy, smiley person who they see as weak with no backbone, someone who won't stick up for themselves.  It's always great to see that shocked face when you put one of those people in their place!  I always do it with grace and kindness but I am also firm and straightforward and let them know, in no uncertain terms, that I will not be treated that way.  Letting your peace be shattered by feelings of sadness, pain or insecurity is easy, it's learning how to shut it out that is hard.  You have to learn how to build that inner strength to know when you're letting those bad and depreciating thoughts come in to your psyche and then learn how to shove them in a box, duct tape the box shut with a thousand wraps, and then take that box, walk it to the edge of the world and throw it off into the abyss...after you do that, look up into the abyss.  What do you see?  I see Jesus with his arms held open wide, his love shining out from him like sunlight from the skies.  He gives me Joy again, and then I know everything will turn out alright, somehow, I just have to have faith.

               4.  The last thing it means for me is that I have faith that all the little disappointments, the little things that bring me sadness, the empathy I feel for the sadness of others, all these seemingly little things are teaching me how to deal, so that when a big thing does end up happening to me, I will hopefully be strong enough to take it and deal with it gracefully and not go totally off the deep end, because I have been taught who to rely on.  I have been taught that no matter what I am going through, someone else is going through something much worse.  I have been taught how to be strong, or even maybe just to seem strong.  I have been taught who to give all my burdens and sadnesses and disappointments to, someone who is always there, someone who knows exactly what I will be required to bear in this life and someone who has promised to take those burdens upon Him and also cradle me in His embrace when I most need it.

So you decide.
Am I always happy?
Do I always have a smile on my face?

Poetry inspired by this post (work in progress... may change... and hopefully for the better...):

Sometimes I wish I could just see me,

See the me I used to be,

Happy-go-lucky and carefree!

Whatever happened to that version of me?

Was that 'happiness' even really free?

I'll be happy again, just you wait and see!

After all, happiness comes from right inside me!

And I'm the only one holding that happiness key,

And I'm going to unlock it for everyone to see!

Teresa Jeanine

5/17/14

Be Truly Thankful in Everything!

In church this Sunday we were discussing the part in The Old Testament where Moses is leading the people through the desert and they were being provided Manna from heaven but later desired meat and complained and demanded meat from God.  Our teacher asked this question:  Is there a problem with wanting more?  What kind of problems could arise with always wanting more?

This question got me to thinking.  Some people in the class said you could go into debt buying things you wanted and didn't necessarily need.  Your focus would be taken off of God and put more into worldly things rather than spiritual things.  Those are all really good responses but I thought of another one.

I kept thinking that if you are always thinking about what you don't have and things you want are you able to see what you do have and be thankful for all your blessings?

Are you thankful that you were able to walk outside and smell the fresh air?  Or did you even notice because you were grumbling about having to get up and get to work.  What about the hospital bound, bed ridden patient that has to lay in bed all day, smelling antiseptic hospital smells?

Do you praise God every time you stub your toe or step on something hard?  What about the person whose feet have lost all feeling because of something like diabetes who would find it a miraculous answer to prayer to feel the pain caused by a stubbed toe?

Are you so grateful for every breath you take that shows you are still alive, realizing that at that exact moment someone else may be breathing their last breath for this life?

Are you thankful you were able to witness that big sky sunset with a kaleidoscope of colors against the towering purple mountains and hazy layer of shaded clouds while someone else must live in perpetual darkness, never seeing anything?

Even the things that may seem unimportant are a blessing in your life, that is my point!  I read once that it's important to thank God for everything you  have, no matter how small.  The book said to even thank God for your vacuum!  It got me to thinking about all the things that you take for granted and don't even realize what a great blessing they are because they are always there.  Well, what would you do if suddenly it wasn't there?  Would you actually take the time to sweep your whole carpet with your broom, or get down on your hands and knees and try and pick up all the things that the vacuum sucks up effortlessly?  Think about that for a minute...

Do you say a prayer of thanks for all the little things that help you throughout the day to get your job done more efficiently?  Thanks for my car, thanks for my job, thanks for letting me see that smile full of happiness on the random child in the store, thanks for helping me be thankful for all the little things so that when I need to be thankful for all the big things, I am not blinded and can actually see them for what they are and then I can be truly thankful!

If you took a moment in your prayers to list all the things that you were thankful for throughout the day it would take you 2 weeks just to list the blessings found in 2 hours of your life, I guarantee it!  There are people who touch your life, family and friends and even strangers that give you so many reasons to be grateful for what you already have.  Let us never become so focused on what we don't have that we forget to acknowledge and become blind to the many blessings we do have.  I would then admonish you to thank God for each and every one.  I always see a quote that says:

What if you woke up tomorrow with only the things you thanked God for today?

Well???

Never take anything for granted, be thankful for what you have and as you do that, you will automatically receive more blessings and eventually get to a point beyond where you are and where you hope to be someday.  It's through recognizing what you have, using that as your stepping stones to get farther and more, but never forget what you have already that help you on your journey of growth.

Lord, Please Keep Making Me

Make me broken

So I can be healed

'Cause I'm so calloused

And now I can't feel

I want to run to You
With heart wide open
Make me broken

Make me empty
So I can be filled

'Cause I'm still holding
Onto my will

And I'm completed
When you are with me
Make me empty

[Chorus:]
'Til You are my one desire
'Til You are my one true love
'Til You are my breath, my everything

Lord, please keep making me

Make me lonely
So I can be Yours
'Til I want no one
More than You, Lord
'Cause in the darkness
I know You will hold me
Make me lonely

             ~ Keep Making Me by: Sidewalk Prophets