to stand with faith on that mountain top
desiring with all of my heart to hear from you, Lord?
Or should I just sit on what I have,
satisfied that I'm near to the finish line?
But something tells me that while I still have breath
I must not rest on my laurels,
but climb the nearest hill,
and never give up
no matter my ills.
Jesus suffered,
and I believe my own suffering
draws me closer to my King.
And I know for a certainty
that my pain is only temporary,
for His Kingdom awaits,
and it is there that I can finally rest.
But as for now, I must climb those steps.
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