It’s usually around 2am or 3am when I’d have flashbacks
I would then convince myself that he never did, or else he wouldn’t have walked away.
I asked God to show me some type of hope
Since becoming so despondent, I forgot how to dream.
God is good and gracious, my sister saw it in a dream.
She saw a journey, of guitars, recordings in phones
Studios and stages of magnificence.
Saying my world shifted is an understatement.
I saw with clarity hope crystallizing.
There is hope and a future.
In the meantime, I’ll continue this cycle of busyness
Like a hectic construction site with builders everywhere
I’ll constantly be moving and working, so there’s barely enough time to dwell in the past.
When sadness is about to creep in,
I’ll pick up my guitar and play songs till I get out of my mind
So I can only see Jesus, love and the future.
I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me.
I’ll be a good steward of the things God gave me
Handle my responsibilities well, so that God can entrust me with bigger things later on.