The Peace I Cannot Buy

I tried to build a fence up in the sky

To gather in a realm of my control.

A boundary, I hoped, would satisfy

My need to understand, to do, to know.

I placed a willing god up in the sky

Who let me win his blessings and his love.

I did my part, and he would then comply

By show’ring chosen favors from above.

But then a day when all the light blue sky—

It fell in broken pieces on the ground.

I couldn’t fix it, find a reason why.

And from the empty heavens, not a sound.

I mourned and suffered, looked up at the sky.

I’d kept my rules, but still I faced this pain.

My tidy, righteous living did not buy

The blessings or the peace I hoped to gain.

The real God saw my fences in the sky

And knew my fear of giving up control.

My pride, it sat between the Lord and I,

But waiting there, He yearned to touch my soul.

And only when I crouched ‘neath shattered sky

Could I begin again to know His face.

My helplessness inspired me to try

To trust Him, plead for mercy, ask for grace.

Bright days, black nights, they flew across the sky

And wrapped me in a cold celestial air

That filled my soul and hushed my spirit’s cry.

For God, in His full magnitude, was there.

And now, I see the vast, uncharted sky

With all its wonders, all its great unknown,

And find my peace in choosing to rely

On Him, and in His pow’r to bring me home.