About Me

The following poem sums me up I think. It's the basis of the tattoo shown in the picture. No matter how hard I try I cannot accomplish anything more than a pile of rubble. But for reasons beyond me my God has chosen to dwell in me anyway, making me a Glorious Ruin.

Years of Construction, hard work and pain.
Ignoring the blisters, tho tears fell like rain.
I tried to build something worthy of love,
But what does it look like to You up above?

I take a look, what do i see?
Just a pile of rubble that i call me.
Not worthy of You, not worthy of love.
Can I ever gain entrance to that place up above?

What is this mystery I see unfold?
I hardly believe it all i've been told.
You've stepped down from heaven, chosen this place,
to dwell in your glory, to reveal your face.

You took a look what did You see?
What made you chose to dwell here with me?
Not worthy of You, Not worthy of love.
But I've found acceptance with God up above.

Your Holy Prescence transforms these stones.
You've made it Your Temple, declared it Your home,
And I find that I, I have become ... A Glorious Ruin.