Boxed Living
Up, down; Left right
Everywhere I look I am trapped
Forward, back; Run, walk
Everywhere I step I am trapped
The broadening of my mind is too much for me to comprehend
But it’s ability to see beyond what surrounds me does not
supersede His plan
Living by sight instead of by faith
Boxes you in and seals your fate
Claustrophobia settles
Mediocrity increases
The hope of my desires fulfilled decreases
My finite mindset entraps me in despair
And makes me question whether or not God is even there.
I have tied His hands
I have determined his plan
Because I forgot the limitations of man
The top begins to open
The walls are falling down.
I run and leap to where my future begins
Higher and greater is the one who lives in me
This is the revelation that begins to set me free
How bright, what a horizon I am beginning to see
Finally realizing boxed living isn’t for me.