The Fight

Why cant I just let go?

My selfish thoughts bury me in a harsh and heavy snow.

The only escape is the warmth of your light,

That you might melt it all away before I lose this fight.

But Im afraid of that day,

For I cant fathom how much it cost you to pay.
And when all the snow melts away,

I don’t want you to see the mess I’ve made.

Because God you are my lover,

And I am your murderer;

I hammered the nails that bore you up,

When you knocked I slammed the door shut.

When you cried out I mocked your face,

As you bore my sins I closed my eyes in disgrace,

When you rose again I turned from your embrace,

When you called my name I ran away.

But Lord you didn’t stop at that,

Because no power of hell could ever hold you back.
You chased me down into the valley,

And as I wept in the dark you were beside me.

You looked at me and said you loved me;

You didn’t point fingers, you didn’t cast blame;

You said you knew my pain,

And you wept.

Now I understand a glimpse of your sorrow;

For God you are the pursuer of my heart,

And when I reject that love,

I tear yours a part.

But you took me away in your embrace;

You carried me out of my miserable place,

And on that day I praised your name,

For I knew nothing would ever be the same.

And as the first light of morning over the native ridge,

Grace and mercy brought me over the cross you made bridge;

The trumpets sounded and the feast began,

Making me wonder why I ever ran.

Now your rod and your staff they comfort me;

The peace of your presence sets me free.

Down by the river my roots grow deep,

To the sound of the rush I soon fall asleep.

You Lord are my lover and you wont let me go;

You have melted away all of this snow.

I rejoice because your beautiful and penetrating light

Has already won the fight.