Beauty in the calm and the undying.

Sitting on a freshly painted bench.
Watching all the world re-paint itself.

Taking out that hidden box.
And storing in on your shelf.

Why must you try to remember.
Why do you always push to forget.

That last time you sat on the bench.
It was chipping, but only because it was so used.

It's been a while since you've sat on this bench.
Because you know when you sit there.
All you can think of, all that you remember.
It's all based on REGRET.

As the bench wears down.
You go with it.
You fall away into deprivation and regret of yesterday.

But you forgot something on that bench.
It's in a box.
Just as it is in on your shelf.

Redemption is calling your name.
It paints your life.
But you push it away. Trying to forget.

The things you feel.
Regret. Shame. Anger.
Put that on the newly painted bench.
Enclose them in that box on your shelf.

Because there's a new bench, with Redemption all over it.
It's calling your name.
Yes, it's down the road.

It's not an easy road.
But know, you don't walk that road alone.
To your left and to your right.
You are surrounded by the unloved and ashamed.

So when you sit down on that new bench.
Let this be your calling.

See now the King of Glory
Love of God become my calling
Father I surrender all I am to You forever