Death Day

I've had more than one death day, More than one grave I've stood beside. Moments where I watched something leave me, And wondered what was still alive. I buried dreams I thought would save me. I buried versions of who I was. I held the pieces in my hands, And asked if they were enough. But You were never afraid Of the ashes I brought. You were never ashamed Of the battles I lost. God, bring me to life. Fill me with Your life. Take these empty places. Breathe into the night. I don't need my old life back. I don't need to be who I was. Give me Your heart. Give me Your strength. Give me Your love. God, I bring You the wounds that are deep and heavy, the places inside me that still feel unsteady, the years I spent trying to carry what only You could hold, the parts of my story that still feel broken and cold. I bring You the shame, I bring You the fear, I bring You the moments I wish disappeared. But if You can redeem what I thought was dead, then breathe resurrection into what remains instead. Send me where You will. I'll go. I'll obey. But before You send me... Sit with me today. Because these wounds are heavy. These wounds are deep. And I need my Father To sit with me. God, bring me to life. Fill me with Your life. Not just so I survive... But so I can love like Christ. Send me to the broken. Send me to the lost. Let me carry mercy No matter what it costs. Hurt people hurt people. Forgiven people forgive. But healed people heal people. Lord... Teach me to live. I thought I needed my old life back... But You were offering Yours.