I thought I was on the fast track to God
with well-honed discipline
and years of practice under my belt
so I kept on my way
spinning in my circles
and jumping through the hoops
I crafted with my own hands
because all along I thought
that's what you wanted
and I kept on my way
too distracted by my spiritual acrobats
to notice you standing quietly by
with mercy too good to be true
but true just the same
if I had stopped long enough
to catch my breath
and still the striving heart in me
I wouldn't have wasted so much time
on that mercy
that was never mine to earn in the first place
only to accept
