I'm so glad He knows...

The Real Me

Foolish heart looks like we're here again
Same old game of plastic smile
Don't let anybody in
Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break
How much will they take before I'm empty
Do I let it show, does anybody know?

But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me

Painted on, life is behind a mask
Self-inflicted circus clown
I'm tired of the song and dance
Living a charade, always on parade
What a mess I've made of my existence
But you love me even now
And still I see somehow

But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me

Wonderful, beautiful is what you see
When you look at me
You're turning the tattered fabric of my life into
A perfect tapestry
I just wanna be me

But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me

And you love me just as I am
Wonderful, beautiful is what you see
When you look at me

What a relief it is to know that You know me, inside and out, surface and depth, visible and invisible, appearance and motives, service and needs. What a relief to know I don't have to hide the real me - and in fact, can't hide the real me from Your eyes. You know me even better than I know myself. I don't have to pretend to be strong when I'm with You. I don't have to pretend I have it all together. I don't have to pretend everything is okay when it's not. And that's the bottom line, I guess - I don't have to pretend. At all. Thank You, Jesus, that You know me and love me. All of me. In spite of strengths, weaknesses, good traits, bad traits... You still love me. And You're not finished with me yet.