Today I feel like a fish out of water
Inside my own skin
I must be meant to be here,
In this moment and time and place
But I seem to have lost my way
In trying to be One Kingdom,
One heart, One soul.
In reaching out, I lost you.
I didn't choose the Father's crayons
But before the world began
He coloured me.
And I hoped we were the same.
If He chose my Mother's womb,
Why do I never feel at home?
I feel as a stranger in the land,
One heart, One soul.
Skin still skin in any tone.
I wanted to reach you.
Believed we spoke the same words
Just in another tongue.
But today?
I feel like a fish out of water
And a stranger in my land.
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Jacky,
It is on these we much cleave to His promises, our faith, rather than our feelings. Very nicely written. Thanks so much for sharing this. His servant, Nancy
