It somehow made me think.
You say that what I call my rock, looks like
a wobbly swamp to you.
I know, people make mistakes,
but how you can't see His face behind them, how
can't you hear His voice past them?
I would never want to be judged by values of this world alone.
By longing eternity and knowing grace I can rejoice.
How did they hurt you, so you deny the call of the Lover
that pleads you to join the greatest adventure..?
And even, if in the end I'm proved to be mistaken,
my life I lived in hope and faith.
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