Starts and Ends

My soul thirsts for things I can’t explain

In my bones a beckoning to pray

If my heart is a battleground

My defences run both ways

The flesh is a beggar and thief

But there is a Spirit-man awakening me

When real life and peace won’t make amends

When all these starts

Start feeling like these ends

Like the world is unravelling

And I’m bound to come undone

There is a Shepherd a Priest

There is a Comforter who comforts me

And my soul finds rest

Where it makes no sense

There the blood sets me free

All my old regrets

All my brokenness

All my failures redeemed

And it feels like grace

Where I stacked my shame

There the cross stands for me

All the things I’ve done

All the times I’ve run

All my dead ends redeemed