Like a figure
eight in the loop of an eternal race of infinity,
Life is precious
with each moment we to his tribute raise.
I press on
toward the goal for which Christ calls
Beyond all the
times I have risen to fall.
Often we feel
like the lap of loops never ends,
However we
continue to persist through each corner and turn.
The world has
yet to experience the power of Christ in my indefinite dimension
In the truth of
each message I bring that I mention.
The audience
sits as the performance shows with ratings
Beyond
expectations that rise above
As you sit with
giggly smiles as you stare in God’s work in my eyes.
No power can
come against His Love
Because the
cross paid everything overcame.
I am revived to
pray, wish, and ask
For the
impossible in others’ eyes
Because I live
in the shadows of angels’ wings
This figure
eight cannot stop this champion
Because I will
finish the race with every swing it brings.
I have after all
become that man whose heart always sings.
JLC, 4/9/12
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