a little wayward

sometimes when i've lost my way

frustrated depressed or angered

a part from myself

the Spirit comes to my side to remind me

i was not made for this

i was built for joy

i was given ointment to heal

pour it all out and then some

make laughter a common occurrence

i often drift from my calling my gift

succumbing to the world's blunt force

i was not made for this

i was built for His glory His work through me

so often i find myself off course

not myself once more

eventually reminded by Your whispering reminder

that i was not made for this

i was born for Your glory

i was built for joy