Because I would totally do a worship set segue from:
Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Saviour
directly into:
You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the love that made a way
You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the promises you made
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I tie myself up in conundrums.
If you are somewhere out on the waves and pray for faith, does that mean you get stuck further out on the waves for longer? Or does that mean a ship comes to take you home to shore?
Or does that mean the waves become home?
Do you find certainty in uncertainty?
Or do you find assurance in the midst of uncertainty?
Maybe I shouldn't pray for faith.
Maybe I should pray for results.
Maybe it's time to pray for tides to turn.
Because I'm already out here anyway. The faith part is pretty much a done deal. It's holding on until something changes.
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