Truth Be Told

Truth be told,
I am a mess.
Who I am,
How I feel;
It's not often clean
Or very pretty.
I am fallible;
Certainly weak
And unsure.
Yet there is redemption,
And a love unfettered
Regardless of my mess.
Grace & mercy,
Free to me.
And all I need
Is a God who overcomes,
Loves me in spite
Of my own disastrous self,
Truth be told.

9/19/2011