Insecurities Poem by April Humason

Reveal my truth, and fear still tries to stay,
But I run to You when my strength fades away.
Your mercy pulls me close when I feel undone,
You don't turn away — You call me Your one.

You see the cracks I try to hide,
You hold the pieces I lost inside.
No past too broken for Your touch,
No soul too wounded, no pain too much.

I can't erase the road I walked,
But I can rest where Your love talks.
You lead me gently — I don't pretend,
You heal the places I could not mend.

In this quiet space where Your spirit breathes,
You lift the weight from broken knees.
You don't condemn — You restore, You bind,
You speak peace into this heart of mine.

So here I am, no mask, no plea,
Just a soul learning to be free.
If brokenness must bleed, then let it be,
Washed clean by Jesus covering me.