What is in your heart to do?
What is it God has called you to?
Is it something easy?
Or will it call for sacrifice?
Look at the end result.
Will it be worth the price?
The harvest is ripe.
The laborers few.
With time so short, what do you really have to lose?
What are you waiting on? Motivation? A captivating story?
Emotion to move you, music to soothe you, the promise of glory?
At the hands of men, God's Word is stripped down.
Made over, remixed, a stump in the ground.
But the roots of Truth will rise like His Son
Stronger than the limelight, our works are undone.
Pulsating brightness, all things are new.
Pick up your sword, Sleeper, no time to snooze.
You were created to soar in the blue.
Cut the strings restraining
The wings that are straining
To break forth and cut through the darkness with His glory.
Man's opinion has no place in your story.
Angels can't even sing the song you were given.
You're motivated by Love.
The song of the forgiven.
1 comment:
Oh how I love you! :) Wonderful stuff!!
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