how did I turn from idols
to serve You, the living God?
when challenges of not comprehending
that which by Your Will I do not know
might have swept me away from You
how did my hand fit inside Yours?
am I just some random heart
a target unknown for universe-altering grace?
whispered questions turn to dust
peace and blessing enclose me
love, divine death-surrendering love, surrounds me
all I see is You
Your pierced hands hold me
and I am forever safe