Breakthrough begins
Where my excuses end (1)
No reason to pretend
When given a way to amend

Division was bought
Unity is what we got
Crushing all doubt
Abba love pours out

Faith in a measure
Love is the treasure
We seek in the mystery
We praise the unseen

When tares rise in me
Collected and cast in fire
Even when I see the storm
Wheat is stored in my barn

I can’t ever imagine
I might never dream
The depth of God’s love
How much he loves me

The love that is so true
So I pour out to others

footnote: (1) “Where Breakthrough Begins” sermon by Steven Furtick
(A poem by ScottM 5/7/2025, as written while attending church service)