Monochrome

Here I am
alone and broken and drained
lost and hurting and numb.
Where am I?
All the color is gone from my past
There are no memories that can sustain this
All I am, all I was, all I will be has faded
Monochrome.

But there You are, standing with arms wide.
You see me in all my shame, and love me anyway.
You make me not who I am.  I was less than nothing to the world, but everything to You.
You washed me clean, and picked me up.

Here I stand
Healed and filled and treasured
Found and loved and feeling.
Where am I?
Meaning is flooded into my being
There are no words to describe this
All I am, all I was, all I will be has been renewed
Alive