How hard is it to live for God?
Not so hard, it seemed to me.
I guess that I was comfortable
With where I stood spiritually.
"Lord," I told Him, "I will do
Everything You call me to."
Now God has placed in me a vision
And now in shock I see the cost:
All those who seek to change this world
Must focus wholly on the cross --
I've heard the trumpet cry, "Awake";
A splash of water in my face!
For it's not only evil habits
One must deny to serve the Lord.
Alas, so many simple treasures
Must fall away, for if you hoard them
They weigh you down, you cannot run;
Small blessings can be cumbersome.
Time! Time! If only I could have
Enough to do all I desire!
I wouldn't have to sacrifice
My precious baggage to the fire.
Twenty-four hours each day I'm alive;
What wouldn't I give to get twenty-five!
So once again I find myself
Between a hard place and The Rock
Called to sail the crashing waves;
Half-wishing I could stay in dock.
Yet when God's call to you is clear,
The waves are safer than the pier.
For I could choose to feed my flesh
And enjoy the short term pleasure
Sacrifice God's best for me
Because I love my comfort better.
For outward comfort can be leased
At the price of inner peace.
But when I think of all He gave
The suffering He bore for me,
My sacrifice is oh, so small
My lack of faith, iniquity.
He gave his life; forgave my sin;
Dare I refuse to work for Him?
And so again I leave the bay
And sail into the crashing sea,
Pressing on to win the prize
That will last eternally.
Where he leads I do not know;
But I am called, and I will go.
"Seek ye first the Kingdom of God and His Righteousness
And all these things shall be added unto you."