When I Said Yes

It's a crossroads kind of life,
the kind we're asked to live.
We walk and we walk and then --slam--
will we say yes?

Over and over again.

When I said yes I didn't know
the road my heart would take.
But increasing and increasing
[every single time increasing]
it takes me here, to you.

Not long ago I saw my heart so hard,
so "I don't care," so just kinda mad;
but when I looked at it I didn't see the callous.
I saw the hurt; I was so hurting.
I know your heart is hurting.

Later then, I saw your anger just burst up and over me,
I saw it take you by surprise.
I laughed because it was honest.
And I saw: I'll take it here I'll hold it,
because I'm angry too.

And just last night I battled your demons as I slept,
and woke so weary, so defeated.
I said "Lord, I'm overwhelmed!"
He said: "Guess what?"
So are you.

When I said yes I didn't know
my heart would knit with yours.

So this morning I sit before Him,
desperate for Him to move,
desperate for this all to be done,
desperate, for you.

He kneels before me, takes my hand;
He looks with compassion into my face.
He doesn't say it will all be over soon,
or even how it all will end.
Instead:

"It's a high calling," He says;
"It's a worthy calling," He says.

Your heart is worth the most
to Him. I learned it
when I said yes.