Complaints vs. Thankfulness Pt. 2 - The Constant

I thought I was a minority
I thought I needed a crowd to survive

Who was I to stand alone?
How could I stand without the crowd?

I needed them and leaned
Only to find myself staggering into an abyss

They weren't enough to hold me up
They couldn't even hold themselves up

Then I noticed
I was still upright - even in the abyss

Something... Someone was holding me up
The same thing holding the crowd up

A Constant.
God.

So I leaned in
And I was no longer alone

I'm grateful to the One who holds me up
Who is constant enough to lean on fearlessly.