How am I to know?

I desire to grow.

More like His face.

Resembling His grace.

Growing to stand,

Rather than slipping on sand.

Rejected by man,

Finding joy in His hand.

No worries to see,

I desire the hope within me.

Called out of the dark,

My Jesus spoke with a spark.

Nothing could stop the light,

My Savior won over the night.

Now I abstain,

From every fleshly desire & chain.

They have no hold on me,

I am called to see.

My soul has been awakened,

My heart beats for the forsaken.

I am called to this.

This breath is but a bliss.