The Door

“Close the door!” She yelled behind.
But we were gone and paid no mind.

To Live is Christ

No matter the affliction of my chains.
No matter what I’ll go through,
No matter the pain;
Oh to live is Christ and to die is gain.

In a noble desire to keep you from harm
He won’t let you come past the length of his arm.

When faith is forced through fearsome flames…

An end can bring a sweet, new start.

Then I heard, yes I was taught
My redemption had been bought

The little runaway.
He must head home today.

Jonah wanted justice: He sought fury from God’s fists…

I thought that love could fix my heart- Until my world fell apart.

“None who wait
upon the Lord…”