Blood. Sweat. Tears.
An icing numbness engulfs my chest.
It spreads further, inch by inch.
Swelling in its wake is a chilling realization of what could have been
compared to the present.
Knock, knock, knock
Rings echos between my ears.
Will you answer the calls of perseverance?
Or be swallowed up by fear of failure?
Knock, knock, knock
Who lingers there?
Open the curtains, bring up the shades,
don’t allow doubt to build barricades.
Knock, knock, knock
The Savior is there
He’s asking for you, he’s waiting for you!
Will you give Him your answer?
Will you give Him your service?
Knock, knock, knock
Only when you're ready
He will never pressure you
He will never force your hand
His love is gentle, and His love is kind
Open the door and you'll never be left behind.
But please, come as you are.
~VSRR
This needs to be on some Christian website or magazine somewhere, the ending is beautiful