Went through the fire tunnel
Didn’t come out the same
Didn’t want this hurt or to hold it
Didn’t want this blame
The hands were the conduit
Yet the prayer lit my soul
My palms blazed open
The fire consumed me small
Went through this and that
This had me shook and that had me
Raging, hurting, and betrayed
Wasn’t until I did and do see it now
It’s not about my life, that’s how
The storms of my heart are calm
It’s not about me, it’s about Him—
His life—how He overcame it all
This fire blazes tunnels of light
And darkness cannot stand it
Neither can hate stand love
So let the fire burn it up
Who am I when I trip or run
From the truth of the altars
Forging me into His Love
Burned my sacrifice to Him
My selfish desires and ambition
The thoughts that keep me wishing
And the past that tells me
Different about what I choose
And who I am, well it tries
Hoping for me to relate, it lies
I choose to be and believe
His Word and as I laid there
His Love burned it all
The branches and the oak
That were lingering like thorns
A forest in my mind
The lusts of this world
My passions keeping score
Like wild golden poison
A field in my heart
Disbelief and fear
His Love burned it all
The thorns
The lusts
The passions
The fields
Fire filled
Tunnel
Fire filled
Life
I yield
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