A Gift
A Gift
I believe God made me to be a champion
To run
And not be weary
To walk and not faint
Yet just like the grinch there is my other self
Who wants to run
Run to the top of a mountain
Away from the world
Where no one can hurt me
Or remind me of my mistakes and weaknesses
Why am I so afraid
Why at times do I want to run and hide
I believe God uses my life and everything I face
To challenge me to a race
Not the kind of race the world runs
But rather one that pushes me to run
To run toward a destiny so wonderful so fulfilling
I cannot even begin to imagine
It's the da ta da of life when the drape is removed
To reveal the most precious and beautiful gift
I've ever received
I believe if I could have been a shepherd
And gotten to lay my eyes on sweet Jesus
I would understand in a different realm
or would I...
One thing I know for sure though
Is this
I was made to run with arms open wide
Wind blowing through my hair
With eyes lifted and mouth praising
Praising the One who died to give me life without fear...
A life of courage and love for fuel
HE came to set the captive free
Me
Thank you for this gift
Thank you Jesus
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