When the world was song

I want to sing a song that existed before we were fallen. I was created and made capable of revealing God's glory through the songs of my life--singing the story of existence before we chose wrong. Even when suffocated in sin, I'll keep singing an eternal song of triumph with my cracking voice. Maybe beneath my imperfection and poor reflection of the creator, something lasting will surface, some truth will stand, and some beauty from beyond will be made visible.

1 comment:

  1. Absolute truth.
    On Earth as it is in HEAVEN.
    New Heavenly sounds are possible.
    Be the vessel.