People can be the ones who inspire
Others, but that would, of course, require
A certain, overwhelming, perfect desire
To put helping others above yourself.
That would be the simple reason
As to why every single season
I can't seem to find a single beacon,
To be my inspiration.
But, I am inspired, as you may have guessed,
By the only one to put to the test,
The love He has for my eternal rest.
My inspiration is Jesus.
He bled and died for you and me,
So every person could finally see,
He just wants you, from sin you can flee,
And be with Him forevermore.
He will never forsake you, no matter what,
Just rest in Him so you can finally shut
Your eyes, and that awful feeling inside your gut,
Is the Enemy telling you that you're not worth it.
Oh but I promise, Jesus loves you
And there is no one, nothing, you can turn to,
To fill the aching hole inside you
Except for My Inspiration.