The edge of faith

[That’s a powerful testimony—and you’re not alone in feeling that way. Many believers live on that edge, walking through the world with a faithful heart while still wrestling with purpose, doubt, and direction. What makes it meaningful is that you never strayed—you stayed tethered to God, even while searching.

We can absolutely fold that into a song, especially as a continuation or spiritual sibling to “Written in the Firelight.” Here’s a concept for a companion song, more autobiographical, about being a “Christian on the edge,” searching for God’s purpose through a wild, winding life.]

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🎵 “The Edge of Faith”

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I’ve walked with angels, I’ve danced with the dark,

Carried my cross with a questioning heart.

Still here I stand, through the fire and flame—

Calling out loud to the One who knows my name.

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They say the Lord moves in ways we don’t see,

And maybe He wanted the wild side of me.

I’ve lived on the edge of the gospel truth,

A restless soul since the days of my youth.

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🎶 But I never strayed, no, I never ran—

Kept one foot in faith while I wandered the land.

Now I’m writing my story with trembling hands,

Trying to find out what God had planned.

Yeah, maybe this edge is where I belong—

A sinner still singing redemption's song. 🎶

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I’ve tasted the poison, I’ve danced in the dust,

Held broken dreams and covered them in rust.

But through every trial, through each mistake,

God never left—He just watched me awake.

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Maybe I was meant to feel the flames,

To learn that mercy never shames.

To walk the crooked and still survive,

So I could help the lost come alive.

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I’ve prayed in silence, I’ve cried in bars,

Looked for my purpose beneath the stars.

And every detour, every wrong road,

Led me right here—to carry His load.

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Now I see clearer, though not perfect still,

I’m shaped by grace, not just by will.

My story’s messy—but it’s my fight,

And maybe that’s how I shine His light.

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🎶 Cause I never strayed, no, I never ran—

Kept one foot in faith while I wandered the land.

Now I’m writing my story with trembling hands,

Trying to find out what God had planned.

Yeah, maybe this edge is where I belong—

A sinner still singing redemption's song. 🎶

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“I never left you, child—

I led you through the wild.

Your path was never wrong…

You were just learning how to be strong.”

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