The Mystery of the Green Light that Bids You Stop Before You Go

The mystery of the green light

That bids you stop before you go

Here is man – so bound to time

And the things I do not know

Yet these promises cannot be quenched

But by my will alone

Yet these promises cannot be gained

But surrendered to Your throne

To time so bound was Abraham

Seeing little fruit in his own life

Still He so trusted in the Promiser

Over the promise he held his knife

Although only in part I see

First, I think You want a friend

More, You are the Alpha and Omega

The Beginning and the End

So different than us folk

You walked so confidently

A Man – You are not bound by time

Yet for me, to Calvary

You did what only You can do

As for Abraham and I

I’d be best to follow him

And be willing to let it die

From this place of surrender

Two unfoldings can occur

The promise is gaining interest

Or Your ways are just higher

              

by Brittney