Saturday 25 February 2023

Not There Yet

There’s a danger all of it’s own
Of losing a stone 
Or having woken 
When you’re feeling like it’s back under control 
When you know you’re awake
When you’ve had a few well deserved easy days
When you’ve had another 5 minutes under the duvet
And you’re on the cusp of nailing it
But so, so close to edge of the abyss
And free falling back into it
Back into your old ways
Back into slumber
While your motivation plummets 
And smoke begins to fill the house 
And on the brink of victory 
You are closer than you ever were to crushing defeat
Where you are half wake 
Half way there 
And Christ calls you 
Stay awake 
Stay awake 
Whatever you do 
Don’t go back to sleep
Don’t drift 
Grab hold of me
Let’s grab hold of this 
You’re not safe 
Until you are 
Don’t will it over 
Go the distance 
Stay alert 
Dig in
Resist 
Look up
Your salvation is near 
It is not yet here 
But it is near

25/92/21 

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