It's The Stuff That Comes Naturally Poem Written 2007

 It's the stuff that comes naturally

actually
that keeps me stronger
I'm no longer
looking over my shoulder
I'm getting bolder
knowing that my God is keeping me
keeping me going
And that the Holy Spirit it is leading me
and leading onward
forward to the mighty river of knowing
forging pillars
to the left and right of me
He keeps showing
it's like I'm growing
standing firm like brother Hercules
even though they blinded me
My feet are wounded but they carry still
a might calling that's the Father's will
And though I stumble and I fall a lot
it is the very fact that I can call the shot
and know that God the Lord he said would not leave me
forsaking me's not in His plan you see

I know a mountain is just up in the distance
trying to discourage you from your ultimate mission
move a little further up the line
cause it's all gonna come together in time
all things work together for those called
those who love the Lord shall not fall
it is for His good purpose you running
so keep it coming and coming and coming and coming

The pace is something quite extraordinary
because to you it seems slow and down right scary
but the Father's ways are not your own
so just pace yourself and leave the rest alone
If you knew the things that lay ahead
I'm afraid you'd find a way to turn back instead
so hold on to what you know is true
He's got you... Oh He's got you

And in the glory of His marvelous light
when you see it all come to pass
what a wondrous sight
you'll delight and rip and run and shout
until you get all the joy in your heart on out
to behold
what was hoped for in faith
and love and grace and divine time and space
oh it is good
this news
don't miss it
don't get it twisted
nor dismiss it as a ruse
of untruths
if you believed in the lie
that wasn't real at the start
take a shot at the word that will pierce through your heart
and this race that we are all participants in
will reveal to everyone in the end
that surrender to the ultimate winner is wise
so I realize the prize
when I opened my eyes
and gave praise to the one
who has come
to save me
from myself
and the evil one
from my ignorance
from own corrupt will
from a slavery mill
producing slavery still
from my wick wacky thinking
and my contrary ways
from my stubborn born choices
and my head strong malaise
that left me dazed and confused
used up and abused
torn, tattered, and worn
needing to be reborn
fashioned up and refashioned
pressured treated through passion
His undying love for this sinner
turn me into someone I never thought was a winner
and it all happened so suddenly
on my knees in a puddle of grief
crying and pleading
and internally bleeding
and a voice so perfect and present succeeding
gave way to a quiet awareness proceeding
to sooth my aching heart and spirit
to calm my reeling mind and still it
to slow my writhing body and heal it
to take the harden ashes and peel it
to lift my broken shattered self and rebuild it
I could feel it

It's the stuff that comes naturally
actually
that keeps me stronger
I'm no longer
looking over my shoulder
I'm getting bolder
knowing that my God is keeping me
keeping me going
And that the Holy Spirit it is leading me
and leading onward
forward to the mighty river of knowing
forging pillars
to the left and right of me
He keeps showing
it's like I'm growing
standing firm like brother Hercules
even though they blinded me
My feet are wounded but they carry still
a might calling that's the Father's will
And though I stumble and I fall a lot
it is the very fact that I can call the shot
and know that God the Lord he said would not leave me
forsaking me's not in His plan you see