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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