I wanna be a space maker
So I don’t become a heart-breaker
Help me take the time
For reason and rhyme
Lest I end up a Christ-faker

This world can be busy as hell
We all end up slaves to the bell
Unless I dare ask
Whether this task
Is more important than being well

Christ carried His peace in His heart
So maybe that’s where I should start
When my soul is true
I make space for you
Together, a new path we’ll chart

Today I will make space
For God to renew
What I fear to let go