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Monsters to be named

No noise could ever save me from the voice inside my head; from the nightmares in my closet and the monsters under bed.

One by one, I see them come: the monsters to be named. They stand and fall, they walk and crawl, here I am afraid.

I see the stars and all their glory, I see the waves crash on the shore. I see the order and the chaos and I wish I could see more of Your abundance in the desert and of Your manna on the sand instead of seas You never parted in this dry and lonely land.

I’m gonna trust You, Lord, I love You. You’re my savior and my friend.

I have joyful lips and tragic eyes and the same face that hides a soul that lives to love a God whose death alone allows me to be whole.

Now one by one, I see them come: these angels to be praised; they stand and fly, they never die. Here I kneel amazed.

I am a man, I am a poet, I am redeemed and i’m a mess.

Variations on a theme, “Monsters To Be Named” by Eliot Fitzgerald. Most honest Christian song Ive heard in my life. Thanks Wes.

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drewdickens

Able to start a conversation with a phone pole. Adaptive extrovert, Disruptive thinker, Intuitive philosopher, Perceptive influencer, Idea futurist, Believer, and hater of labels. 😉 Follower of Jesus cleverly disguised as a husband, father, student, and friend.

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