Made from dirt
Walking the earth
Just as we were meant to be.
Seductions offered, choices made...
Death came on a tree.
Three days in the ground...
Dead and buried in the ground
Living what we think is life, but unable to be found
Unaware of the mirrored stone that binds us where we are.
We try and try, but the stone we don't know we carry leaves scales in our eyes...
We can't see the error of our ways.
The stone rolled away...
Lo and behold, by grace alone
The mirror shatters, the scales fall away
We now understand the Way.
So much to learn, shocked because we can't earn...
Rescue and safety from our own bondage.
Resurrection...
Living in light
Now we can really see that it's not about me
A seed once planted in the dirt of my heart
Grows into the tree that I carry
That pierces me
That lifts me up
That gives me a new perspective
Shows me Life.
