Fear, Trust, Pray

You give, I take,
Because I’m afraid of what you’ll think.
Everyone else has thought me strange—
I don’t know if I can take that strain.
To know, and not be known;
How can you know unless I show?
But I’m afraid of heartbreak;
That of my heart a mess you’ll make.
What to do?
I simply must trust.
Will all shatter?
Yet I must trust!
Fears runs strong,
And so very deep.
I beg thee Lord,
My heart to keep!

Self doubt plagued me as a teen, and I wrestled all the time with fear of rejection. This embodied that feeling, as well as reminding me that I needed to open myself up to live and trust God to take care of me when I stumbled.

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