Is God asking you to crawl to China - or just to cross the street?

To trudge through the desert through Arabian heat

Or to accomplish the impossible - an Herculean feat

Or maybe just trade in bad thoughts obsolete



Is it the concentration camps at Dackow?

Is it Joan of Arc revisited?

Niagara Falls in a barrel?

Or to mend a broken relationship instead?



Crawl to China



He is faithful - it remains in His hands

From the cold barren Arctic to the war stricken lands

From the place in your heart where despair takes its hold

To the lairs of the demons where deceptions are told

Is God asking you to crawl to China or just to cross the street?



Crawl to China



With emotional rigormortis freezing your step

You won’t be going far at all

It feels pretty safe but the danger is real

You won’t grow until you face the fear that you feel



Crawl to China