It starts with
one day
at first the old me's conscience was like
I can't remember why
all of a sudden
I have His life
evil is under my feet
and We're mending every sigh
I'm combining eternal life with what is physically right
and the Spirit is magnifying the Word into the heights

It ends with
One day
I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard I try
I can't tie my shoes
I can't pay the bills
I don't want to walk down to the store
to buy any food

I lay down my life
my physical body
and personal property
I'm ready for trials, tribulations, afflictions, sufferings, His death, and the night

Then when I'm in the garden
the mountains are falling along with the sky
but I am in His door
and oh the infilling
I have to search for the words
and goodness is given for all that was wrong
I see white

Then Psalm 41 is about me
and God gives me His rights

I overcome gaining all things encompassing bright
and the treasures of His kingdom and Christ are mine

He fills in the gaps
and justifies
My righteousness is His
and I possess the desires of my heart and delights

the dark I can't even recognize anymore
not that I try
in place of the practicality that sweared to be the only way to survive
God moves
and Our way replaces the ashes and darkness
with His light and life

Then
as the time goes
I notice
that the love that was shown
that people know
and with me understand the love that is inside

*My definition of practicality: not quite