Happily ever after used to be my battle cry.
I was sure I would see Jesus in that sweet by and by.
I couldn’t seem to find my dreams no matter how I tried,
So I began to drown inside the ocean I had cried.
Jesus never seemed to tire as He caught each falling tear.
I know He wished I’d let go of my paralyzing fear.
He made sure that the way to Him was always crystal clear,
But I put up my obstacles and would not let Him steer.
He bid me trust and promised that He’d never told a lie,
His precious love so much more than simply pie in the sky.
I loved Him more than anything and said that I would try,
But wondered if I had been wrong when I began to die.
I gave up the steering wheel and prepared myself to veer.
I let go of everything but decided to stay near.
His sweet loving word of comfort was all my heart could hear.
He showed me miles of faces, and I saw those I held dear.
Some were here and some in heaven, but all were filled with cheer,
When they saw I realized their love would always be near.
That sweet by and by is not in the sky; it’s always here.
The love I sought, already bought, by Someone very dear.