Better

In a world of voices
that say they have the answers
I escape the noises,
close my eyes and I turn
to the one who sees
all the pieces put together.
He knows me better.

He sees all I'm meant to be. I don't know yet all the things that I am to do, to be, to accomplish. But He does, and really, who am I to turn to others for validation, for advice, for answers?

He is the only one who really knows what's in store for me. On the chessboard that is my life, He can see it all laid out--He knows where all the pieces are, can see even when I cannot that the loss of a pawn does not mean the loss of the game.

And I think, to Him, that is most important. It is most important that I win the war, not all the little battles. To Him, never giving in is really winning. Perfection is unattainable in my current state--wholeness is not unattainable. He wants me to continue to offer up excellence in my own way, and only then will I feel whole.

And when He says something is right, He means it. Despite all the possible negative consequences and dangers. He means it, and nothing that anyone can say will ever change that. No matter what my doubts are, no matter what the opportunity cost, no matter what opinion anyone else expresses. It is still right, and it is right not on my terms--but on His.

This is why He requires hard things of us sometimes. To see if we will absolutely follow Him anywhere and everywhere. To see if we will continue to follow Him even when we lose a pawn. When others discourage and even scoff at us. When we feel apathy and hopelessness and helplessness.

and I will. I will.