The speed at which my brain works

is much faster than my feet move

quicker than things happen

more rapid than time passing

and that’s where the problem starts.

I am always thinking ten steps ahead

and worrying that God is against that

or that something will crush that

before it happens.

But it’s not even real; it’s merely a plan.

and I fear being called a fool

because I was not steadfast

I fear that God is against me

when I know He can’t be

because He is steadfast

and I admire that.

and hope is down on the mat again.
faith seems futile and love didn’t win
more people died who did not know Him
my affection for God is incredibly dim

i will still heed his call, for where else goes my life?
hope is the only thing that keeps hope alive.

My heart is a line of fireworks
ready, ordered, set and warm
but we cannot light ourselves
and we need a spark of Yours

our spirits cry out, longing for something more than vapor

why do we settle for less?

who told us so?

is this it?

no.

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