Here I stand,
Wondering when
My conscience went on vacation.
Oh, there it is!
Showing up a little late.
Why do I have
Such a disconnect
Between what I feel,
And what I believe?
Perhaps it is because
I am deluded in thinking
I can defy God,
But not reap
The ugly consequences.
Love, not lust,
Is what makes the world go round,
Despite what the television
And the radio say.
God is in control,
But he does not force us
To love him.
He does not make us
Do the right thing.
We are free to get into
As much trouble
As we have an appetite for.
Freedom is scary sometimes,
But I would not have it any other way.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 