:: Hide ..::.. Joy Williams ::

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To anyone who hides behind a smile
To anyone who holds their pain inside
To anyone who thinks they’re not good enough
To anyone who feels unworthy of love
To anyone who ever closed the door
Closed their eyes and locked themselves away
You don’t have to hide
You don’t have to hide anymore
You don’t have to face this on your own
You don’t have to hide anymore
So come out, come out, come out wherever you are
Anyone who’s trying to cover up their scars
To anyone who’s ever made a big mistake
We all been there, so don’t be ashamed
Come out, come out and join the rest of us
You’ve been alone for way too long
And if you feel like no one understands
Come to the One with scars on His hands
‘Cause He knows where you are and where you’ve been
His scars will heal you if you let Him
You don’t have to hide
You don’t have to hide anymore
You don’t have to face this on your own
You don’t have to hide anymore

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I've been hiding. I've wrapped myself inside of a blanket that is safe, secure, and able to keep me from getting hurt. I've hidden from stepping out, taking chances, accepting challenging risks. I've been hiding from a life different than the one I have. Hiding away from major changes, problems, and anything else that scares me. I've held my pain inside. I've closed my door, closed my eyes, and locked myself away. Held back from going near the cliffs and ravines. Stood as close to the trunk of the tree as possible. Held a grip on everything and everyone close to me so that it wouldn't slip out of my hands. But slipped it has.

My resolve has disappeared. My life has taken turns of its own volition. God's will has won out and mine has slowly diminished in the shadows of who he is and what he has planned for me. I can't escape it. I can't deny it's effects on me. I can't help but pray with all of the air in my lungs, that he'll hold onto me, when I can no longer hold onto him. That when the weight of life and its changes slowly burden me, he will support me. That when all seems hopeless and I'm ready to throw in the towel, he's without a doubt the only one still giving me stength to get through. As time rolls on, he still stays beside me, encouraging me to be bold, to be real, to live a life worthy of the calling I have received. To freely give as I have freely been given.

I don't have to hide anymore
I don't have to face this on my own

I'm so tired of hiding...