Another Day

After I hit my knees with praise and prayer

Sippin on joe

Something stirred in my mind, something I’ve never thought before

Honestly, I need to rewind, but I only have one shot in this life

I could edit out the bad takes, but it’d only be me saving a little face

My scars hold the reminders, they hold the tears, the emotional rollercoaster

They hold the past, beneath my skin

They hold the lies, I don’t want anyone to see

Each morning count your blessings

Because your life is a privilege and a daily gift called grace

Another day to turn away from sin,

Another day to turn myself more like Him

Another day, I don’t deserve

Another day, how much longer can I go?

If God wants me here on this Earth, how many more souls are looking for His door?

Am I the map to God? No, I can’t be...

Because I keep sneaking around with the Devil

A hypocrite at the least,

And temptation is the bondage that keeps me devoured

God, I don’t deserve to be here,

I messed up too bad, how can I take that back?

I can’t, so I’ll hide away in the darkest corner, I can’t face you

God I love you, but I am way more afraid of you

I don’t deserve paradise, I deserve Lucifers cavern

So I am pledging my allegiance to your Godless country,

Give me the camo and give me the gun,

I’m strapping up my boots,

That’s what I said to my recruiter, “for God and country!”

Just waiting on my ship date, God come find me

I am ready to serve, I am ready to be yours.

“Here I am Lord, Send me!”

Little did I know,

Recovering like an addict in bootcamp,

Battling for my soul,

Moved by courage and emboldened by fear

I rededicated my life to you

Submerged by holy waters,

Soaked in your glory,

“For God and country…”

Witnessing my dedication to my battle buddies,

Never thought that my oath would lead me to you…

Mesmerized by Wisdom’s insight,

It was a training camp alright,

Obedience training to put it plainly, but moreso...

It was a revival

Trained for war both here and divine

But when I reach Heaven’s gates,

And I am faced with the souls I had to take,

Would he say “Forgiven.” or cast me into the fiery lake?

Would I become a centurion? Or will I have a final resting place?

I cannot make up for my transgressions,

Like the military stripping the “individual”

And mold them into soldiers…

So does God strip us from our flesh,

And revives us with His breath.

So, from here on out…

I pledge my life, for God and country

Consider it my life sentence,

With a servant’s heart

What’s another day?

It’s another fresh start.