Unashamed Faith and a Fall

"Maybe my faith is found inside a seed. Maybe faith is found inside of me. Mostly I feel like I'm lost at sea. I believe, Lord help my unbelief. I believe you could move this mountain of mine."
                                                                                         ~Jon Foreman

~Unashamed Faith and a Fall~

There are so many rocks stacking up in front of me.

I guess I will climb.

The panic takes my breath.

And I look down to see if anyone is below who will catch me if I continue to climb. 

The struggle can be real

And the struggle can make you  better man.

I wish to be in the struggle, so that I have something to overcome.

I wish to be in the struggle, so that I can fall and climb back up again. 

I am a man who likes to fall.

For every time I fall I learn how to live.

I wish to be like a Paul, a serial killer turned gold. 

I have no desire for the easy way, but for the way where I am unashamed. 

I know a man who is better than me in every way.

He emptied a Holy body to be flesh like me.

Good news was written,

And today his death is the dynamite that can move the mountain I climb. 

I cannot save,

I cannot heal a wound that is deeper than the mind.

I can only teach and hope,

I can only be a man who will learn to pray.

Salvation is a rescue and this rescue is saving from wrath.

The wrath of true love.

A rescue from what I want in my body.

And a guide that shows me what my body really needs. 

I cannot do enough good and find Heaven.

I need a process, an action, a movement of doing, a little thing called faith.

For good works will come with faith.

And anything else is a curse.

We do not earn salvation.

It comes through faith.

Faith keeps me climbing.

And faith keeps me loving.

I seek to climb.

To know that when I fall someone is there to catch me.

I seek to see the mountain and ask it to move.

To blow up expectations and fear the truth.