I don't know how much snow it'd take to turn me white.
But it's more than me.
God, I don't know what it'd take to make me burn bright.
But I'm no dry kindling.
I don't know how far I am from Your light,
But sometimes I don't see.
God, I don't know why I struggle and fight,
But it doesn't matter how many stones I sling.
It doesn't matter how many stones I sling,
For You are greater than me and my stones.
Because if Your praise I were not to sing,
It would be heard from those very stones.
The stain of my sin could never defile,
Your love so pure.
God, You took all Your love.
You took all Your love to this earth.
And had it crucified it for me.
God, You walked the extra mile.
All my hate and struggle You endure.
You took all of this to rise above,
All that we could do on this earth.
You died to make me more than me.
You came here to die on that tree.
You came and died that I might be free.
So from the midst of angel wings,
A song of perfect love rings out.
Oh for joy my heart sings out.
I wish to someday kiss Your many rings.
Today I stand here greatly stained,
My blood writhing and congealed.
While on this earth more will be gained,
But it doesn't matter as the end is sealed.
My heart may be cracked and broken,
Filled with shadow.
But You are the glue and veil,
The light that casts out the shadow.
The snow that falls outside,
To bury and cover the cracks.
Of my salvation, You are the token,
Against the darkness You are my chain mail.
You are always on my side.
You come down and cover all my tracks.
It takes more than sprinkled snow,
It takes more than small flurries,
It takes more than all that I know.
But all of my sin and darkness it buries,
Because God, You're an Avalanche.
Thank God You're an Avalanche.
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Poetry/Prayers to God (2023 Year)
SpiritualI've kept a prayer journal for the past month, and I can definitely see how it can be lyrical, I definitely won't be putting all of my prayers here, and with it being for anyone to read, it will likely focus on things less personal to my life, as we...
