The struggle
What if I struggle? Does that make my faith less real? Do I lose my place in heaven When the earth takes and it steals? Do I cling to false teaching That tells me those lies? When I wake, cold and shivering Tears filling my eyes Until the truth Finds its way Like it does If I wait When past sins fill my sleeping And the ick seems more real than not Darkness hopes to trap me In the fears I’ve given up But the voice that remains When I’m still, Casts out my shame And even as I hear A song of heaven as I wake It takes a minute to recognize That I am not the same I am fragile in this body I am not meant to find my strength In the world, there will be trouble But I know that one day I will see All that awaits me As the maker of the universe Smiles down on me <breathe> 03/03/26 clc