The Sojourner

The world keeps rushing in at me
Like waves upon the shore.
Yet I do not fear its swift tides,
For I’ve seen them before.
 
I used to live within the world.
It called me and I came,
But I no longer hear it now
When it calls out my name.
 
For I have found the path I sought,
The voice I will follow,
And neither was born of this world.
That’s all I need to know.
 
The soul that this world used to own,
Was purchased at a price
Far greater than it warranted.
My soul, His sacrifice.
 
He calls me to walk through this world,
Keeping my eyes on Him,
That I will not be swept away
When life once more turns grim.
 
Yes, I still walk this storm swept world,
As He’s called me to do,
But only as sojourner.
I’m following Him through.
 
I do not fear what I can’t hear,
The call of temptation.
The only voice I listen to,
Is that of Heaven’s Son.
 
1 Peter 2:11
Beloved, I urge you as sojourners and exiles to abstain from the passions of the flesh, which wage war against your soul. 

Another amazing photo from ATF and the beach!