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Something is still not quite right.

I still feel some sort of emptiness. It doesn't hurt, really.. but I keep looking for things to fill it, which means that I'm not allowing You access to somewhere in my heart.

You ask me if I'm going to keep fighting You, or if I'm going to believe that the blood is enough.

I don't want to fight You. In fact, most of the time I don't even realize I'm resisting. I need revelation.

I need You to show me how You're different. I need You to teach me how to give in to You. I need You to teach me how to let You into those dark places in my heart.. and also how to allow You continually access to those areas.

I think I trust You. at least I want to. I want to be the one coming up from wilderness leaning on her Beloved.

It is in the wilderness that I'll learn to trust You.

Draw me away, and I will run after You.