Lord, let my world be full of You.
May my words be caught up in Yours
And my thoughts be tangled in Your glorious truths.
Father, let my heart be forever enamoured by Your beauty
And may my actions bear the sweet fragrance that is You.
Truly Jesus, I want to be lost in You.

Sunsets

We walk this road together,
Sometimes you're right here with me
Holding my hand as tight as ever you can.
It's like you and me
We're moving in unison, as one.
And I feel your very presence.
Hold on tight,
Let's not let go,
But try as we may
There comes a time
When the space around us
Becomes the distance between us.
This foreboding distance,
Exhausting and never ending it always seems.
Still, it remains a precious ordeal,
For it brings with it a sense of longing,
A lesson learned in how to hold on.
To bide our time
Till the sun rises and sets
On our happy silhouettes.
Holding on so tight,
It looks like there's but just one.

I said goodbye to you today
For the last time.
I saw that look in your eyes again,
The one you try so hard to hide.
Life has not been good to you
I know.
You have seen and heard
That which is well beyond your years.
Full of hurt and empty promises
That nobody deserves
But are yours anyway.
Life is stubborn,
Refusing to do what you will it to,
And blames you for the mess you are in.
But there is a Love in this life,
That compares to no other.
Waiting to be found.
It goes far beyond what you could ever imagine.
It is absolute and unconditional,
It will hold you and keep you,
Never letting go.
It longs to invade the emptiness that consumes you,
If only you would reach out,
And take hold of this Love.

When

We are the redeemed,
We have been bought at a most precious price.
So when will we start living
In the light of this glorious truth?
We are the called out ones,
So when will we begin to go out under this banner?
When will we, the redeemed,
Stop closing the door
On the orphaned child on our doorstep,
On their anguished faces
And hearts full of empty promises?
When will we stop living on the inside,
Sheltered,
Comforted by these four walls?
When will we be foolish enough
To take that step of faith
Beyond ourselves,
To the outside?
When will we begin crying out to God in faith
Rather than reciting these empty prayers?
Prayer is powerful,
But if we do not believe in its power
Then why do we bother?
And when will we stop living for us
And start living for You?