Hap’s latest post, “The Beauty of Broken Glass,” plays with some wonderful images, and I really encourage you to read it if you haven’t. For my part, given my brain’s tendency to spin off in random directions, it’s no surprise that one of the things it brought to mind was this song by Andrew Peterson. (My wife doesn’t care for it, but I like it quite well.)
Just As I Am
What’s that on the ground?
It’s what’s left of my heart;
Somebody named Jesus broke it to pieces
And planted the shards.
And they’re coming up green, and they’re coming in bloom;
I can hardly believe this is all coming true.Just as I am, and just as I was,
Just as I will be He loves me, He does.
He showed me the day that He shed His own blood:
He loves me, oh, He loves me, He does.All of my life
I’ve held on to this fear—
These thistles and vines ensnare and entwine
What flowers appear—
It’s the fear that I’ll fall one too many times;
It’s the fear that His love is no better than mine.
(But he tells me that)ChorusWell, it’s time now to harvest
What little that grew;
This man they call Jesus who planted the seeds
Has come for the fruit.
And the best that I’ve got isn’t nearly enough;
He’s glad for the crop, but it’s me that He loves.ChorusWords and music: Andrew Peterson
© 2003 New Spring Publishing (a division of Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing)
From the album Love & Thunder, by Andrew Peterson