So eyes can see

If I told you I was living the life of my dreams 
I’d be lying

cause I’ve never even dreamed this big
I used to want a stable place to live 

n by his grace I’m tucked in a picturesque condo over looking the Hudson
I needed wheels and have been gifted three consecutively 
I craved security 
 He severed the chains of scarcity  
My life’s such an Anomaly
You see
In my weakness I boast 
because that’s where his strength is perfected
Liberated by his Grace
Macking in his majesty
So eyes can see 
what the Lord has done in me 
Can’t you see?


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