What can I say about this poem…it is the recognition that we, as women, sometimes have a hard time letting go of the…independence, for lack of a better word, in which we exist. For whatever our individual reasons are, we are used to doing things by ourselves and for ourselves. After how ever many years of living in that mindset, it can be hard to relax and let down that guard when a good and right man comes along. I don’t think that most men get that it has become a part of who we are as opposed to it just being an attitude or a difficult way of acting. I have had enlightening conversations with a few girlfriends about this lately and I understand the importance of us knowing when we can let it go…when we can let down the guard. Easier said than done, as I’m sure most of us have been hurt before, but it is necessary. Keep in mind that this only applies to that good and right man I mentioned earlier…
humble me
Humble me Lord
while I fumble these words
and submit to the possibility
that he may be
for me
that he may be
the other half of the we
I was never sure I’d see
that he may be
the man to see
the virtuous woman in me
so Lord I pray You
help me to be made ready and
Humble me
Humble me Lord
so that he sees
the willing that
sometimes resides
behind the disguise
of independence
so that he sees
the me
hiding behind the defenses
so that he sees
how strongly I really want
to be in this
so Lord I pray You
help me to release my resistance and
Humble me
Humble me Lord
so that I know
when to be heard
and when to listen
so that my pride knows
when to relinquish
the rights to my submission
so that my mind knows
it’s safe to
grant my heart permission
so Lord I pray You
help me to make needing him my admission and
Humble me
Humble me Lord
so that he and I can be on
one accord
in all ways
so that on those days
when it gets rough
I allow him to take my hand
as we pray
so that when we get
caught in this craze
I submit to his ability to lead us
out the maze
so Lord I pray You
help me to surrender my stubborn ways and
Humble me
Humble me Lord
are the most genuine words
I speak
as I seek to
release all that
is old and
all past hurts
to which my heart
still holds
Lord I pray You
make me bold in my
new willingness
to be open
make me soft
before my words are spoken
make me ready to fully embrace love again
and make me strong enough to
allow my head to bow and
my knees to bend
so Lord
just as you’ve humbled
him
Lord I pray You
Humble me.
Amen.
-cdt, 5/15/08
