Doubt in the room

But He still walks through

I've been praying for rain with my hands in the sky

But I walked out the door never packing a why

Like the farmer begging Heaven but the cracks stayed dry

'Til I saw that old woman with an umbrella held high

Faith ain't theory, it's expectancy shown

It's believing that the Father gon' water what's sown

I was bracing for disappointment, armor of stone

But He whispered in my weakness, "Child, you're never alone"

Even when I doubt, You don't run away

Even with my questions, You still stay

Doubt doesn't disqualify me

Scars in His hands still qualify me

Even when I tremble, even when I hide

He leans in closer, love amplified

Widow's oil in the jar bring vessels not few

But I've been praying too small like His power won't move

I'm the crowd on the edge cheering, "Yes, He can do"

But when He rolled out the wheelbarrow, I froze in my shoes

Thomas stayed in the room with his questions and pain

Didn't bail when it broke him, still showed up again

And Christ walked through the locked door, scars on display

Said, "Touch the proof of My love, let your fear fade away"

Even when I doubt, You don't turn aside

Even in the silence, You still provide

Doubt doesn't disqualify me

Scars in His hands still qualify me

Even when I tremble, even when I hide

He leans in closer, love amplified

Sometimes it's not Heaven I'm struggling with

It's the faces of people who claim they were His

Fathers who failed me, pastors who lied

Leaders who used me, love weaponized

I start looking at God through the lens of their sin

If man abandoned me, will He do it again?

But He whispers, "Don't confuse Me with them

I'm not a man that I should lie, I never condemn

When man's love runs dry, My mercy's a flood

When people control you, I set you free with My blood

Where they put conditions, I gave grace from the start

While you were still broken, I laid down My heart"

Even when I doubt, You don't run away

Even with my questions, You still stay

Doubt doesn't disqualify me

Scars in His hands still qualify me

Even when I tremble, even when I hide

He leans in closer, love amplified

Job lost it all, still he clung to Your name

Though He slay me, yet will I trust in the pain

Habakkuk wrestled but chose to embrace

Though the fields fail, yet I'll rejoice in His grace

Faith ain't the absence of wrestling through

It's holding on tighter when you don't have a clue

Not clean faith but gritty, scars in my hands

Locking eyes with the Savior who still understand

He doesn't ask me to fake it, He just asks me to stay

To step in the wheelbarrow, surrender my way

To believe that His scars are the proof of my doubt

And His love is the anchor that will never run out

Job cried

Though He slay me, yet I'll trust His name

Habakkuk prayed

Though the fields fail, still I'll praise

It's not clean faith

It's wrestle then embrace

Scars in His hands still heal my place

He is not failed

He won't abandon

He remains

Doubt doesn't disqualify me

Scars in His hands still qualify me

Even when I tremble, even when I hide

He leans in closer, love amplified

Your doubt doesn't disqualify

Your wounds don't define your life

Touch His scars and see

He is enough tonight