As we sat together as group discussing the week's overview our leader asked us to think of one characteristic we would like to pursue for the week. At first I had no idea what to say. Then the word popped into my head, and as I was called on I said: "Vulnerability. I want to be vulnerable to God's will for my life. To not let my self and my flesh stand in the way of His will." Soon after we were instructed to take that word and write a poem. Initially the thought intimidated me, but as I sat down to begin the words started flowing...
VULNERABLE
What my spirit wants the most, my flesh wants the least.
To be laid out and vulnerable, changed so to speak.
Lord, I know in my heart this is a part of your plan
And I know you will be there to hold my hand.
But what’s hardest for me is to be completely free
Defenseless, exposed, down on my knees
But for you I will be all the things that I’m not
Fore without you I’d be closed off and ultimately rot.
So here I am arms wide open and ready
Tender, unguarded, and not so steady
Break me down, I surrender to you
I want to die to myself and be made new.
To be made new in the attitude of my mind
To have everything in me you want to find.
To put on the new self, created like you
Clothed in righteousness, holiness, all within the truth.
Thus, I cannot see what you will find
Buried deep within me, that allows me to shine
Maybe vulnerable itself isn’t so bad
For otherwise I would have never known these gifts that I’ve had.