Early morning fishing on the Sea of Galilee.
“How are we going to find the life that has no lust, no self interest, no sensitiveness to pokes, the love that is not provoked, that thinketh no evil, that is always kind. The only way is by allowing not a bit of the old life to be left but only simple perfect trust in God, such trust that we no longer want God’s blessings, but only want himself.” Taken from My utmost for His highest Oct. 23 Oswald Chambers
Clear my thoughts, clear my head,
Right things wrong, wrong things said
To much to analyze, so many thoughts, to much compromise
Bearing down on the line only to fall into the cracks-
I am climbing higher up that ladder, supposedly leading to life
Only to lead to lies, to end the compromise
I must redirect the thought line, I must revamp the execution
So many overwhelming feelings to bring into line to begin a revolution
It grabs a hold of me like a noose around my neck
Clawing scratching to get if off, there is no removal no ease of tension
The longer it maintains the grip, the less fight I have inside
It will only take one step across the line over the crack to slip to the other side
Stepping up, stepping in, climbing a different rung, praying a different song is sung
Can’t get out, must push in, deeper it takes me, to much deeper parts of me within
How much do I want it, am I willing to do all that it takes for this sacrifice
There is one who has gone before me, who has side stepped the competition, paid the price
So much on this journey, yet none set before me that I can’t handle
Into the darkness I step, faith the only guiding force, but the further I step the brighter the candle
Take control of all this now, blind me so that all I can do is trust
I refuse to give up, to much has been done before me that will ensure success
Grant me my hearts desire, fill in the cracks of the path to life
Cloak me in your armor, prepare me for war, I may die, but at least I will survive
