Extravagant

There’s a duvet in the sky,
Cotton strands pulled out so wide,
Cover me with new day Light,
Blanket my life with Jesus Christ.
Forgiven by grace so I can have life,
Loved extravagantly like I’ve been washed to white,
Taken down a peg or two so I don’t fight my pride,
And given to foreverness, to give and not to gripe.

Mercy knows what trouble is,
And darkness just tells lies when it rains.
Draw me close, Lord, double down,
And help me hope in what You bring.
I can’t fake a single thing
And I’m more thankful than I think.
Pull the covers over my brain
And quiet my unsteady way.

There’s a monster under my bed,
The cost of checking what I have.
There’s a full moon overhead,
And I don’t know if I’ll be glad
If I persist at what I left
Or if I just need to do less math.
Birds like standing over my stead,
Watch over everything I can’t,
Check my thinking with my jacket,
I’m terrifically​ intact,
Tell the legend ledgers they can have my meds,
Because I ran into a brick wall
And I’m kinda feeling bent.

Bent,
Spent,
Take a breath mint,
Step
Left,
Right, go on ahead,
Gen-tlemen
Replace ideas with a fence,
Delve
Twelve
Dozen feet under ice,
Met
The Best
When I fell through on my own bet.
Guess,
Yet,
I’ll throw away my tent.
Patient,
Friend,
Don’t aim for weekends,
Past
Tense
Repeatedly offends.

Mercy knows what trouble is,
And darkness just tells lies when it rains.
Draw me close, Lord, double down,
And help me hope in what You bring.
I can’t fake a single thing
And I’m more thankful than I think.
Pull the covers over my brain
And quiet my unsteady way.

“Try” is something for you
To say to yourself.
“Help” is a word
That gets dusty on the shelf.
“Hope” is a fine thought,
But requires that you spend it.
“Forever” isn’t half as far
Away as our defenses.
“Me last” gets us both there
Much faster than “watch this.”
Heaven knows how we fare,
So be carefree because God knows best.

Mercy knows what trouble is,
And darkness just tells lies when it rains.
Draw me close, Lord, double down,
And help me hope in what You bring.
I can’t fake a single thing
And I’m more thankful than I think.
Pull the covers over my brain
And quiet my unsteady way.

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