There is One who
Claims to have simply spoken
All of existence
Who asks you
To trust Him with your very life,
Who claims to be the One that keeps your
And neurones firing
And mitochondria cycling ATP.
The One who says ‘Trust Me’
With your future happiness
With your choices
And with the things beyond your control,
With every opportunity
And every setback,
Also claims to have told
The Sun to rise this morning
And keeps the planets in their orbit.
The One who claims to know every star
Also claims to know the number of hairs
On every one of our heads.
His claims are bold, audacious
And it is hard to imagine
Such power and gentleness combined.
The claims of God
Are not quaint
And they are not easily dismissed-
They are either the most persistent lie
Men have ever told
Or the deepest truth we fight so hard