Resident Reflection: Idols by Breyanne

Idols can’t speak, Idols can’t see
They can’t even feel, walk, or hear
Have I become just like them?
What have I been worshipping?
So why did I pick the road You weren’t on
It has left me covered in vanity
And now I’m filled and overwhelmed with emptiness
When I should be filled with You
Oh God, look at this fool I’ve become
I don’t even know who I am
I can’t see what’s in front of me
I’m in bondage to these chains
And am looking for freedom
That they say comes from You
They say it comes from You
I’m on my knees once again Lord
Knowing that it won’t be the last time
That I walk away from Your grace
But knowing that You won’t give up on me
Idol of mine you cannot save me
You’re just as unstable as I am
Oh God, look at this fool I’ve become
I don’t even know who I am
I can’t see what’s in front of me
I’m in bondage to my sins
And am looking for freedom
That I know comes from You
Yes I know comes from You
Lord You say You want to use me
So why am I being so stubborn
Why do I keep running away from You
In the wrong direction?
I know You sent Your only Son
So that I could break free from the chains
So that I could be free
And I could have comfort
Oh Lord You speak, oh Lord you see
You have even felt, walked, and heard
Help me to worship only You

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