Because it protects me
From the cleansing hell
Of God’s presence
What is the lie I believe
That keeps me from being
An agent of Your healing?
That it is unfair for them to not trust me
There is a Thing I must repent of
Which my heart soul and mind
Conspire to hide from my spirit
Until I seek God
With all my heart
Until I worship His Spirit
With all my soul
Until I yield to His Word
With all my mind
I will be no more
Than a clanging gong
Or a noisy symbol
And they would be a fool to trust me
Radically Happy 
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