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There’s been so many crossroads that
I’ve traveled through,
those
times of my youthful whims when down
those roads I flew,
the
choices and the chances, the risks to
win or lose,
the
decades before kids and work held
recklessness anew.
But
now that time has flown away and my hair
is gray
with
newfound wisdom some will think I’m
supposed to say
“I’ve lived my life to the full and have
no great regrets,
I’ve traveled ‘round this great big
world, there is no better set.”
Yet
truth be told within this lull there’s
so much sorrowed life
that
bears retelling softly here within the
silent strife.
I’ve
seen that ads with all things hawked are
circumstantial toys,
and
read the place where Jesus said His
sorrow was his joy.
It
seems we have this awesome faith in our
society
that
life is fun, we won’t have pain, we have
such great coffee.
Yet
thru the decades of my work I’ve seen a
different thing
of
how divorce with children’s harm reigns
with sin-filled rings.
Of
truth it seems that every one must face
so many pains
and
suffer oft the choice of sin, the evil,
ugly reins
of
others angry selfishness, of decades
filled with dust,
like
Job of old when all’s been lost except a
simple trust.
“Of truth”
I think He said that day, “Freedom
isn’t free”
you
have to see great sorrow comes so swift,
so naturally.
You
have to choose to suffer great if you
want to win
the
souls of all affected by your ministry
to sin.
If I
perceive His choices true it seems He’s
offering
to
let me choose to suffer long if to Him
I’ll bring
the
host of those who’ll hear me tell of
Him, the Holy King
who’ll choose the freedom of His love
and worshipfully sing.
So
now it seems I have to choose to toil
for future joy
along
the path that I’ve dreaded since I was a
boy,
this
road named Trust that’s now my task will
be my offering,
the
joy filled echo of His Holy love,
eternity to sing. |
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