The Crack In My Armor

I am looking at myself in the mirror

Looking for some scars

That might cause me to be alarmed

Can I truly see myself any clearer?

Thinking I have all my basis covered

Looking myself up and down

Feeling good about what I’ve discovered

I am a man after God’s own heart

I see a few scars

And a few flaws

But nothing I can’t handle with a little help from God

But wait

What’s that I see staring back at me?

All of a sudden I don’t recognize what I see

Could that really be me?

My body armor is not as pristine and clean as I once thought it to be

God where did that crack come from?

Is it really me?

I didn’t see that coming

I didn’t see that in me

Why would you let this be?

God’s reply to me

You lost sight of who I wanted you to be

I had to show you the crack in your armor

So you could really be useful to Me

God I don’t like what I see

Help me to be who I am supposed to be

Thank You for loving me unconditionally

For opening my eyes

And truly caring for me

Thank You for showing me
The Crack in My Armor

                                                  by Bert Reece