Analysis of I'm A Work In Process

through humiliation in every vested situation
I'm learning to think things through
in life i have been battered, broken & torn
some have suggested to kiss the very day I was born
lukewarm
I need to return to my first love
sent from the given hand from God above
its not enough to say the words
I must take it to heart
every day is a new way a purpose to me being alive
I'm aiming to thrive as long as I'm here
each new test there lies an opened door waiting to be explored
God will never leave you alone as long as you have a song in your heart
this will light the inner spark to where I need to go

eyes, hands & feet
one may equate logic for fear yet I shed a single tear
for everyone to draw a bit near
all those things my pastor says I'm willing to hear
life is full of ups and downs of barbed wire fences and circus clowns
I'm a work in progress in my twentieth century world of glee making sweet history
we all go through things another door bell rings
yet in the end its just between me & my friend Jesus