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Step Back From The Field

Step Back From the Field by Timothy Kitchen Jr visit wwcga.com for more Verse 1 When a word cuts sharp and I feel it rise, That tightening knot behind my eyes, I can clench my fists, I can brace for war, Or pause at the door of my own heart’s door. Before I answer, before I speak, I turn the mirror toward my feet, And I ask the question I’d rather avoid— Am I doing the thing that just destroyed my joy? Pre-Chorus Is it pride that flares, is it haste, is it fear? Is it something in me that I won’t let clear? Or is it just noise passing through the day, That only has power if I choose to stay? Chorus So I step back from the battlefield, Lay my weapons down, let my vision heal, When I stop defending every scar, I see I don’t have to fight this far. No offense to carry, no anger to yield, Peace grows when I step back from the field. Verse 2 A car cuts me off, a look feels wrong, A sharp-toned voice says you don’t belong, The world feels heavy, the pressure’s tight, Everything’s pushing, everything’s a fight. But I stop the spiral, I slow my breath, I ask myself before I answer death— Am I walking around with a chip on my side? Am I giving away the peace I hide? Pre-Chorus If the fault is mine, then I’ll let it bend, Let the work begin where I can amend, And if it’s not mine, I still walk free, Because it has no hold, no chain on me. Chorus So I step back from the battlefield, Lay my weapons down, let my vision heal, When I stop defending every scar, I see I don’t have to fight this far. No offense to carry, no anger to yield, Peace grows when I step back from the field. Bridge In the middle of fire, it all feels loud, Like the world’s against me, closing the crowd, But when I rise above and look again, I see myself through a higher lens. Not counting wrongs, not holding blame, Not rehearsing sin, not keeping names, From that height, the past is gone— Forgiven ground I’m standing on. Verse 3 When I see myself the way God sees me, Not trapped in the moment, but finally free, I stop rehearsing every slight, I stop reliving the endless fight. Perspective lifts what anger weighs, Mercy rewrites the record page, And what once pulled me into the storm Now loses power, loses form. Final Chorus So I step back from the battlefield, Lay my weapons down, let my vision heal, When I trade reaction for truth revealed, I find a peace the world can’t steal. No offense remembered, no anger sealed, I live forgiven—stepped back from the field. Outro It’s not retreat, it’s clearer sight, It’s choosing peace over proving I’m right, The war ends here when I finally yield— And walk away… from the field.