Intro: From "The Case For Christianity" by C.S. Lewis

“A world of automata -of creatures that worked like machines- would hardly be worth creating. The happiness which God designs for His higher creatures is the happiness of being freely, voluntarily united to Him and to each other in an ecstasy of love and delight compared with which the most rapturous love between a man and a woman on this earth is mere milk and water. And for that they've got to be free
Of course God knew what would happen if they used their freedom the wrong way: apparently, He thought it worth the risk. (...) If God thinks this state of war in the universe a price worth paying for free will -that is, for making a real world in which creatures can do real good or harm and something of real importance can happen, instead of a toy world which only moves when He pulls the strings- then we may take it it is worth paying.”

Your boat lies
On choppy seas as the waves crash down
Spilling over the side
Like holy water
A chance to purify
To wash away the fight
To reconcile with everyone you've failed
Your wife, your daughters, your son
As you sink into the deep
And as the water fills your lungs
Let it take the place of longing
And sink down into a better life
Free from all your woes
Free from all your failures
As you hear the words
Oh, my son
Be reconciled
Oh, my son
Be reconciled