Here I am at the crossroad,
standing with two voices speaking into my mind,
One voice full of faith speaking into me,
on the other side, one voice filled with all sorts of negativity,
and somehow, I tend to dance to the rhythm of that which steals my joy,
that which is contrary to the truth I have known.

See I have known and lived in the truth for so long,
until I hit a wave of negativity, the truth is still alive within me,
however, the facts and lies are piling up and polluting my mind.

In search of peace, I have allowed my volume to be louder
than the Saviour’s voice. ‘Cause see, this is uncomfortable,
this is foreign land, and therefore, I seek a fast relief from this.
Buying into the idea that my own attempt at finding a sense of
peace would suffice my emptiness.

Lies after lies, I have allowed into my mind
a barrier created in layers jeopardising my potential
to believe in something greater,
a sense of limitation suffocating my potential to dream big again.

But here comes my Saviour, in His presence, I am made new,
all layers are broken into pieces,
an escape into His wide arms waiting to embrace me and welcome me home.

I turn off my volume to hear His voice,
I turn my focus to the Designer and Creator of my life,
I choose to fall in His arms,
His safety around me a sense of warmth
and assurance far beyond our perception.

Oh how beautiful it is to be found in His love,
His blood is still available today.