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