Narrow
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one who walks this way. You are not my everything. Oh, how I want You to be. This isn't Your fault, but mine. I struggle to keep You at the centre of my everything, to carve out just a bit of time to give You. I have this deep need to love You. I believe in You with everything I am. I can't stop it, I am compelled. But how I struggle with my flesh. There are times when I don't think I want to move beyond this place. It's one of blissful ignorance. Or so I choose to stubbornly, foolishly believe. Truth is, I can't sit here and remain unmoved. You, Redeemer, are constantly pulling everything forward, in a direction of restoration, not stagnation. But You do not force me. You woo me with Your love. You show up in wonderful moments of clarity, gloriously to my sur...