Let's Be Poetic

I Need You, Just As You Are

Inspired by the legacy of Temi Amusan, whose life has proved to me that despite an illness that tends to frustrate me, God still wants to use me. His power is made perfect in my weakness and His purpose will not be destroyed because of an illness but rather He will use that illness as part of my story, all for His glory ♡

Please Note:

When I use the word ‘need’, I am in no way suggesting God requires anything from us or depends on us – I mean that would be hilarious to think we as imperfect beings are who God looks to.

What I mean is that as the Holy Spirit revealed it to me, we are important to God. He loves us and wants to use us as part of His perfect plan and to bring Him glory – because He is so deserving of this and much more.

I was going to change the words, exchange ‘need’ for ‘want’ to be on the safe side but the Holy Spirit just cautioned me saying, ‘that’s how I revealed it you, it was done like that on purpose.’ So I’m going to respectfully oblige and obey Him and leave this poem as it came to me.

 I wouldn’t change a thing 
I need you 
Just as you are 

You are my splendour, my joy 
You are my greatest creation 
My life’s work 
My masterpiece
So don’t question me 
When it seems 
That darkness seems to befall you 
That sickness seems to destroy you 
Because I need you 
Just as you are 

You are the reason why I lived 
As a man 
Came down with a plan 
To restore you to ‘I Am’ 
I am greater than that pain 
My power is made perfect in weakness 
There’s nothing you won’t gain 
From keeping your eyes fixed on me 
From cleansing yourself of iniquity 
And falling at my knees
Crying, ‘ABBA, I need you’ 
‘ABBA, I can’t do this without you’ 
‘Because I need you’ 
Just as you are 

You are perfect in my eyes 
No flaw I would disguise 
Every scar turned into a beauty mark 
(Word to Ciara) 
You are honoured, favoured 
Loved - never hated 
So come to me 
All you weak and heavy laden 
For I will give you rest
Because I need you 
Just as you are

What could I do 
If the clay presented to me (that’s you) 
Was already ‘good’ 
Was already ‘perfect’ 
Have I not told you?
Your ways are not my ways 
Neither your thoughts mine
Those are all yours 
And I can’t use yours 
I can’t mix mine with - ‘what are those?’

You see, your imperfections 
Are perfection to me 
And your idea of perfection 
Doesn’t tickle my fancy 
If anything it puts me in the backseat 
It leaves you in control
Tell me daughter, 
Are you the author of your soul? 
Explain to me - verbatim 
How you wove you whole ? 
So don’t think for me
Let me have the master key 
Because I need you
Just as you are 

Heaven and earth will pass away 
But my Word, will always be the same
The same today 
The same yesterday 
The same forever
So don’t you forget that 
I formed you in your mother’s womb 
I lifted you out of the miry clay 
I know you, better than you know yourself 
And I will lead you to where there is only wealth 
Wealth of mind
Wealth of heart 
Wealth of knowledge
Knowing you’re set apart 
To do great things 

So don’t ask ‘how’ 
Add a ‘soon’ 
How soon can we start? 
How soon can I be used? 
That’s the spirit 
That worketh in you 
Giving you the drive to get by 
The joy to open your eyes and see 
That I am good 
And I need you 
Just as you are. 

By Tolz 👑

My thoughts are best expressed by writing.
So that's what I do - I write.

It's how I make sense of it all.
My prayer is that someone somewhere is blessed or is able to relate to what I write.

"Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them..." ~ Romans 12:6

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