A Rambling Confession of Faith
I believe because it makes sense to me, even though I don’t understand.
It seems so much more reasonable somehow to be part of a bigger plan.
The infinite complexity, the strangest twist of fate
Only when I see God underneath, is it something to which I can relate.
At times, He seems so far away, a forbidding force of reckoning
Other times I hear his small, still voice with gentle comfort, beckoning
Through endless years in countless ways
Some have been punished, some have been saved.
Good men have trusted and changed the world
Evil man have fallen and been made absurd.
Though I cry out with tearful plea
To see how it could ever be
That the Lord, who sent his Son to save
Still lets evil misbehave
How in His name so many lie
And for His sake so many die.
The complex gift You gave to man
To facilitate a master plan
That we can choose to love and serve
That one day we we earn what we deserve
In our time upon this earth
From the moment of our birth
The path before us is one of choice
We determine how we use our voice
Our time our skills
Our wins, our fails
Perhaps one day by his grace
I will see Him face-to-face
And all I wonder will be known
Or perhaps, instead I will have grown
To trust that trust is all I need
In the end, He will succeed
I just need to do my part
So each day I make a brand new start
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