Songs of the Soul | “You are a Child of Mine”

Songs of the Soul | “You are a Child of Mine”

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I wish childhood abuse could be left in the past, forgotten like old toys disappearing without mention. I wish it didn’t affect how I see the world and myself, cause scars society calls mental illness, like depression, post traumatic stress, and anxiety. I wish it didn’t permeate my identity, how I view the world and feel about myself.

I’ve been hearing voices 

Telling me that I could 

Never be what I want to be 

They’re binding me with lies 

Haunting me at night 

And saying there’s nothing to believe

They’re binding me with lies 

Haunting me at night 

And saying there’s nothing to believe

Every single minute I feel the words of past abusers and those who judge me now, based on who they think I am, not caring how I got this way. I don’t want to be angry and sad or for my pain to affect others.

Somewhere in the quietness 

When I’m overcome with loneliness 

I hear You call me name 

And like a father You are near 

And as I listen I can hear You say

You are a child of Mine 

Born of My own design 

And you bear the heart of life 

No matter where you go 

Oh, you will always know 

You have been made free in Christ 

You are a child of Mine

When those who were supposed to love you fail miserably, you learn very young how evil the world can be and never feel completely safe.

And so I listen as You tell me who I am 

And who it is I’m gonna be 

And I hang on every word 

Knowing I have heard 

I am Yours and I am free 

There are always voices telling me I am unworthy of love. The judgement so heavy, I sometimes think I can’t get out of bed.

But when I am alone at night 

That is when I hear the lie 

You’ll never be enough 

And though I’m giving into fear 

If I listen I can hear You say

You are a child of Mine 

Born of My own design 

This song, especially, speaks through darkness with the brilliant, difficult and remarkable notion that even I was born of God’s own design. It’s amazing to think He loves my defective self and though I struggle every day, I’m thankful and comforted he is the father I never had and will always be.

This post is part of our Lenten devotional series “Songs of the Soul” – learn more at gslcwi.com/lent

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