Box Be Broken

I was writing this morning, and I didn't have peace about the topic I thought may be for today. Ironically it was about choosing our own way, even when the Lord is choosing something else. So, in deciding to back up and punt, what stirred in me was a song the Lord allowed me to write about seven or eight years ago.

I pray that you imagine the woman at the Lord's feet, breaking her alabaster box before Him. I pray that you see her desperation and are stirred to be at that point yourself.

Box Be Broken

Here I am, the good and the bad

All my treasure I bring

May this please You, ‘cause there’s no going back

All I am is Yours, my King

Box be broken

All I am spilled out

My heart is opened

I can’t turn back now

I’m broken

Here I stand, through the good and the bad

No matter the fight it may bring

I wanna please You, there’s no going back

All I am is Yours, my King

I’m not here just to pour out my soul

I’m here to shatter what’s left of my plans

I’m past the point of no return

This bridge is gonna be burned

There is no going back

There is no going back

Box be broken

All I am spilled out

My heart is opened

I can’t turn back now

I’m broken

Mark 14:3