Roadblock

I’m at a roadblock
I need a breakthrough
Something’s gotta give
‘Cause I don’t want to live

Content with good enough
Compared to what I was
Maintaining mediocrity
Battling hypocrisy
Knowing I was meant to be
Radiating glory

I don’t want to waste my whole life
Living for myself
Sitting on the shelf
Never being used
Feeling cool, being fooled
Seeking grace for my purpose
Which is only the surface
Of what he intended
When he revealed his splendor to me

I want my life to be
A love treasury
Filled and flowing over
On friends and enemies

God, choose me; but am I ready?
God, use me; but am I ready?
Will I stand when it’s heavy
Or will I crumble when it’s hard?