Aren’t we all a little weird?
Sanity sways with the breeze.
As we fence with our fears
And pursue an elusive peace.
We chase after a happiness
That vanishes when caught.
Yet we ignore the offer of joy
Provided by an eternal God.
How can we trust the invisible?
But can we really not see Him?
Evidence that things are made
Reveals the Author of creation.
We’re fatigued with our efforts
To catch feathers in the breeze.
Unsatisfaction burdens us down
And humbles us to our knees.
We learn He already knows us.
Our weirdness is no surprise.
He sows seeds of faithful love.
Uprooting falsehoods and lies.
Whatever He provides will last
And satisfies down to the soul.
Forgiveness applies His balm.
That makes the empty whole.
This world is ever-changing.
We always want a little more.
Imagine such a contentment
That satisfies us to our core?
It’s okay to be a little strange.
Normality is to have weakness.
It is there we find His strength
That we may walk in meekness.
But do we want to be different?
Or are we too afraid to change?
God can’t help us with our plight
Unless we believe in His name.