Not a man.

I kept a guarded heart and a fearful soul.
I could never see You as they said You were.
I was vigilant in every step I took,
And walked my walk in hyper alert.

The image I had of You
Was of a Sovereign Judge -
Someone who’s heart can only be persuaded
Through discipline and sacrifice.

A ‘love’ fully conditioned.
A punishment in the waiting.
A God who keeps me at the door.

And the harder I tried, the more I failed.
I was just another disappointment to You.

Or so I presumed.

And then one day I had a wild thought –
What if I was wrong?
What if You’re actually good?

What if the way You see me is dressed up in love?
What if the sacrifice was already provided?

What if You still look at me when I look away?
What if You can still hear me when my heart can’t speak?
And when it’s hard to even breathe
What if You’re The One Who Carries Me?

What if You’re the kind of Father
Who loves, loves, loves His precious daughter?

What if I don’t have to pay for Your love?
That thought was just too wild to process.

But I did let my guard down for a bit
And accepted the possibility that I don’t know You completely.
I opened up my heart and asked:
Who are You, really?

And what I heard was this:

“My precious daughter,
I’m not a man.

There’s no human construct you can fit Me in.
I AM WHO I AM.

The Rock Of Ages. The Ancient Of Days.
The One From Whom All Things Originate.

I am the One Who Knows Your Name
And knows your inmost being.
I have created you with My own hands.
And kept on singing ever since.

The sound I built in you can tear down walls.
Hope, life and freedom is who you are.
My precious daughter, can’t you see?
I Am Your Invincible Army.

Now come and hear this song I sing,
And tune your heart to this wild thing.
I’ll dance with you through these Earth years -
Unleash the sound you hold within!”

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