Will You Walk With Me?

I want to be real not fake or plastic
Transparent for all to see
Jesus, His light - His character,
Shining out from me.

But all too easy, I put on my mask
I hide behind my facade.
I want you to think I'm doing just fine
Meantime I'm questioning God.

But what will you think if you really know
How I struggle and question my faith?
Will you push me away? Will you still be my friend?
Or will you choose to walk with me?

When I look at you, I wonder inside.
Can you possibly relate to me?
Maybe I've been so focussed on me
The true you was harder to see.

Along came my Friend and whispered to me.
He opened my eyes and let me see.
He gave me a peek into your heart
And showed me a jewel right there from the start.

You want to believe His treasure is there.
But dare not look and open it bare.
The jewel feels cold, sharp and painful too.
Rough edges poking on the inside of you.

My sister, my friend, let's make a pact.
Let's walk together and we'll never lack.
I'll help you see the treasure you are.
As you hold my hand we'll shine like a star.

No longer masked, no longer afraid
We'll hold our heads high, our debt has been paid.
Jesus' death paid our ransom. It set our hearts free.
Untangled the web, His blood was the key.

My name and yours are carved on His heart.
Never again will we be apart.
We'll walk together with Him at our side
As our jewels reflect the Love of our Guide.

November 8th, 2008
by Joy Grace Caldwell
for the CTK Women's Retreat
Sumas, Washington