never: Underestimate Him

Any control I thought I had just slips right through my hands, while my ever-present conscience shakes it’s head and reprimands me. It reprimands me. Then and there, I confess and I’ll blame all this on my selfishness. But You love me and that consumes me and I’ll stand up again and do so willingly.

You give me hope, and this hope it gives me life. You touch my heavy heart, and when You do You make it light. As I exhale, I hear your voice and I answer you, though I hardly make a noise. And from my lips, the words I choose to say seem pathetic, but it’s a fallen man’s praise.

Because I love you.

oh God, I love you.

And life is now worth living, if only because of You and when they say that I am dead and gone, it won’t be further from the truth.