Color

Who is worthy of laughter of a friend you know?
A garden that you walk through slow
The silence where your soul can go?
Who is worthy of the warmth of an open fire
Celebration of a wedding choir?
Who is worthy of?
In the broken sanctuary light
I’m surrendered, I am hypnotized
I can see You even though I’m blind
This world is made of color
In the stained glass church of ordinary life
I’m surrendered, I am baptized
I can hold you like a dandelion
'Cause this world is made of color
Am I worthy of the chances that I’m surrounded with
The shame that I’m drowning in
The salt in my woundedness
Am I worthy of the pain that I buried in the dust
Of a God who I’m scared to trust
Tell me am I worthy of it?