Are you kidding me?
Is the question of doubt and unbelief
Even in the face of blessings
That one struggles to receive
For we are not used to love
Real love Is rarely seen or known
And when we get a glimpse of it
We simply don't know how to trust it
But trust it we must
It is Him, it’s pure and authentic
Waiting for acceptance
From its sole Source, Love Himself
To refuse this love, is to refuse life and
To refuse This Love, is to die hopeless
To refuse This Love, is to never know
Him, His glory, or the life that is planned
The surprises in store
Beyond our imagination
From a Sovereign God
Who knows no limitation
