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?
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