As I pen these things
It might literally be all I have
Ink on paper
Does any of this matter?
Then Im reminded of what Ive seen
The places I love and the people Ive been
Only Love could have brought me to this place
Holding in me a joyful heart while spit covers my face
Ive come to forgive those whove wronged me
Knowing that theyve helped make me into exactly who You intended me to be
Im trying my best to be a better man
Despite all my fears, I really am
I write these things to remind myself
That amidst this darkness, there still remains
Light, Hope, and a perfect plan
For the first time in my life
I am writing for the sake of writing
Living for the sake of living
Loving for the sake of loving
And Ill live
So you can call this sort of life a hopeless endeavor
That this tiny vessel could ever endure such violent weather
Call it pointless
Ill continue to carry out Grace none the less
I will scream it till my face is blue
There is a point to all of this and its always been You