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



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