embraced by Grace

You beckon me to come to You.
You extend the invitation, specially for me.
You know how to draw me in, You know what stirs my heart to come.
It doesn't come when I expect.
I'm not dressed in my best. Hair isn't fixed.
Not a stitch of makeup on; face is salt stained with tears.
I don't feel ready for You. And I'm not.
But I need you.
You don't care that I'm not ready; you know I never can be.
And you know I need You.
You beckon me to come to You.
You extend the invitation, specially made for me.
You know how to draw me in, You know what stirs my heart to come.
You call your Daughter to come into the arms of her Father.
Knowing me, still You call me beautiful and wonderful.
Wrap me in Your arms of Grace and let me rest in Your love.
Goodness surrounds me even though I hurt.
I need You, I want You. Only You, Jesus
You beckon me...