Lights, camera, action —
My life on display,
A reality show of faith
That won't fade away.
Hidden cameras catch
Every move I make,
Not for fame or glory,
But the steps that faith takes.
Drama in the daylight,
Storms in the night,
But God holds the script
And rewrites what's not right.
Lights, camera, action —
No filter for the pain,
No edits for the tears,
Just grace in every frame.
Full of life, no acting,
No plastic disguise,
Just real moments
Under Heaven's skies.
They want the drama loud,
The chaos bright,
But I walk in His peace
Even inside the fight.
Lights, camera, action —
This journey unfolds,
Not dressed for attention,
But clothed in His hold.
I'm not living for views,
Not chasing applause,
My story is deeper
Than man-made laws.
Lights, camera, action —
The story still bends,
No final cut, no end…
Just life in His hands,
No finality.
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