I'm in one of those "pour out my heart" modes. There's times in my life where I can't think of a thing to say to God, but there's time like today when I feel like I can't say enough. On-off, hot-cold, sleep-wake: all motions in the life that I live in accordance with the rhythm of Grace. Catch you on the flip-side.
Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant seeking fine pearls, and upon finding one pearl of great value, he went and sold all that he had and bought it. (Matthew 13:45-46)
"What can i do with my obsessionSee you soon.
With the things i cannot see
Is there madness in my being
Is it the wind that moves the trees?
Sometimes You're further than the moon
Sometimes You're closer than my skin
And You surround me like a winter fog
You've come and burned me with a kiss
And my heart burns for You
And my heart burns...for You
And i'm so filthy with my sin
i carry pride like a disease
You know i'm stubborn, Lord, and i'm longing to be close
You burn me deeper than i know
And i feel lonely without hope
And i feel desperate without vision
You wrap around me like a winter coat
You come and free me like a bird
my love for You
my heart for You
my life for You
all i have for You"
(David Crowder, My Obsession)
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