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I asked Him once beneath the stars,
Why hide Your light behind these scars.
Why not reveal, in fire and sound,
The rebel truth to all around.
He smiled, said, Power blinds the proud,
Truth whispers soft, not through the loud.
I show Myself where hearts can feel,
Not where the mighty strike their deal.
I watched Him heal, I watched Him bleed,
And still I asked what faith would need.
He said, The answers make no throne,
I dwell in doubt that leads you home.
He broke the rules, but not to boast,
He freed the sinner more than most.
Said, Questions plant what faith must grow,
You'll find Me deeper than you know.
I asked for proof, He gave me peace,
A mystery that would not cease.
Jesus the Rebel, strange and true,
Turns every, why, to I'll walk through.
I followed Him through quiet lands,
Where prayers were written in the sand.
He said, The curious heart will see,
That wonder is its own decree.
He spoke in riddles, soft and strange,
Each word a world I'd rearrange.
He said, Don't seek to understand,
Just walk with Me and take My hand.
I wrestled truth until it cried,
Each answer birthed a tear I'd hide.
The Rebel smiled, You're close at last,
faith isn't future, it's what's passed.
He said, When logic meets the sea,
Let go and float, then you'll find Me.
The ones who ask still light the way,
For doubt's the seed of love today.
I learned His silence speaks more clear,
Than any sermon people hear.
He doesn't shout, He waits, He stays,
The Rebel moves through hidden ways.
Now every question that I keep
Becomes the prayer I breathe in sleep.
Jesus the Rebel, wild and wise,
Still answers softly, never lies.
I asked for proof, He gave me peace,
A mystery that would not cease.
Jesus the Rebel, strange and true,