Kadosh

This is adventure with you.

To collapse the walls I've built up inside til I have no place else to hide. 

To melt sorrow and the chill of hardened pain

And let it be swept far to the side, like structures of sand in the pouring rain

Teach me, Darling One, once more how I ought love free,

To live even for one day in the identity you've set for me.

For a day to live soft, to love open, 

For that this shell life I'd gladly bring to an end

I yearn to be weak without cost, 

To feel pain and bring out of stagnation

The identity I have lost.

To live for you was never intended to be life lived strong

But rather life set apart,

Until the lies erase and what remains is flawless art.

Jesus, take this pen, 

The hands I use to create, 

Express,

Take my voice and let them be

Consecrated, Lord, to Thee

This, my sacrifice, not out of a religious spirit pouring lies. 

My desire is for you, to be your Bride, spotless and fragrant before you.

Let me understand completely the beauty of this Kadosh you have called me to live.

I set these gifts you have granted me at the feet is the most worthy of Glory. 

As the widow smashed fragrant oil, valuable and desirable,

At your feet,

Wasting worldly greatness for love, 

True love alone,

I break my gifts as an offering to be spent on you, Beloved, alone.

I desire these for naught but you,

That they be set apart for your Beauty to be magnified, 

Made manifest in me.

I pour myself out and what I could offer as this, my sacrifice, that my soul might be dedicated 

For you.

So let every word I write, every note I sing, 

Be consecrated and pleasing in your eyes. 

Let no word I sing or write be anything you would not desire.

My first fruits belong to you;

Use them as you will, 

My Lord, my Love.