acceptance.

questions run amok
emotions held on tight
acceptance once worked
but efforts now futile

inertia chomps through the weary soul
heavy eyelids boggles the mind
whirling mind turns brain to mush
mind and flesh dreads day to day

sporadically occurring
a hurdle in the race of life
though constantly encountered
they never fail to trip you up

I'm Accepted
(Rob Hayward)

I'm accepted, I’m forgiven,
I am fathered by the true and living God.
I’m accepted, no condemnation,
I am loved by the true and living God.

There’s no guilt or fear as I draw near
To the Saviour and Creator of the world.
There is joy and peace
As I release my worship to You, O Lord.

as i've been accepted and forgiven without condemnation in spite of all iniquities, i suppose God's telling me that i really should model after Him. there really is no point judging and condemning for what defines black and white should not be by our standards but His.
each time is a new insight and a new perspective shared. it's gone full cycle and i'm back to the point whereby a part of me has given up, let go, lost hope. each span of fervent commitment just disappears at that snap of a finger.

to acquiesce.
that compliance is a simple, effortless way to say
Je t’aime, te’amo, 我爱你, I love you