Ginny Owens knows how I feel...

I'm caught in a crossfire
Between pride and fear
And my heart isn't bullet-proof
I know where I'm going
But I can't get there from here
Is there anything you can do?

I'm in pieces
Think of something clever
I'm in pieces
Put me back together

These monsters of malice
Keep egging me on
Till all my defenses disappear
I dine in their palace
They follow me home
But I don't want them here

I'm in pieces
Emotionally severed
I'm in pieces
Put me back together

Rescue me
From the incomplete
Come and be
Be my missing peace

I'm locked in the basement
Who holds the key?
Something tells me you do
I'm shards on the pavement
Just shattered debris
I need you to be my glue

("Pieces" from Long Way Home, by Ginny Owens)

but also...

My thoughts and meditations
My loudest declarations
My every inclination
I bring to you
My faith and my religion
My folly and my wisdom
My heart's many dimensions
I bring to you

Everything I have
You have given me
So take this life, I give it back
Make it all that it should be

My search for satisfaction
My doubts and my distractions
My words and my actions
I bring to you
My journey and my story
My failure and my glory
And all the things I've dreamed for me
I bring to you

My yesterday, my future
What's certain and what's unsure
And all that's in between
I bring to you

("I Bring Everything" from Long Way Home, by Ginny Owens)

Rescued, glued back together and then my humble sacrifice...

"And I said: Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts! Then one of the seraphim flew to me, having in his hand a burning coal that he had taken with tongs from the altar. And he touched my mouth and said: Behold, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away, and your sin atoned for. And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Then I said, Here am I! Send me."
Isaiah 6:5-8