In seasons of waiting, whether active or quiet, we may echo the Psalmist’s question, “How long, O Lord?” Yet, like he saw Hagar and Nathanael, God sees us and hears our cries. We long for various things and must also focus on His presence, learning to long for His future and be content in the present.
In my heart of hearts, I want to live each moment so that, whenever my end comes, I can face this final defeat as my greatest victory, the triumph of crossing the finish line of a race run well, to reach Your arms, see Your face, and hear You say, “Well done.”
O! The marvelous mystery! I in You, and You in me. Love stronger than kin, Bound closer than skin, We are inseparable. (Romans 8:31-39)
Wrestling in the dark with unbelief,Hiding from your eyes my sins so base.I was born clutching a fig leaf,A broken image alive in disgrace. In a world of sinners I am the chief.Your halls of light I would only effaceWith my unclean presence, however brief.You call to me, and when I don’t come, chase, But …
Your heart’s set on a few short years With gifts to buy and family to call What happens when the Son appears? On an average night to angels’ cheersGod wrapped Himself in child’s flesh in a dirty stall Your heart’s set on a few short years Chasing the best, perfect careersSomeday your name big on the cinema wallWhat …
Is faith a lofty pragmatism a one-time-buy insurance policy a spoiled child an “I asked once don’t make me ask again” Or is faith an ocean tide an interminably persistent sibling a ceaseless alarm an “I know you hear and you better believe I’m not going away?” Yesterday I spent six hours talking about prayer …
Perfect Love by Beth Wangler So this is what they mean By perfect love that casts out fear: Your face I’ve never seen, But still I know that You are near. Your presence makes me bold To take the risks I’d never dare If I were young or old. Your favor frees me from all …
I want to write You a poem, a rhyme about Your Name, but I can’t seem to find even one line that compares to Your glory and grace. “In love” is too weak a phrase–all of me is branded by the brilliance of Your face. I am forever Yours– even that a mere blink next to the endlessness of Your timelessness.
“Remember what the Lord your God has done for you—” How He spoke from heaven, how He thought and it became. You formed from dust and He took you in His hands and He breathed His life in us. “Remember what the Lord your God has done for you—” How He led the captives forth …
I have found my cross, That noble, cursed tree, And in its rough-hewn grain I see All my ambitions, all of my dreams, Every hope of glorious deeds And longing for renown. Taking up my heavy cross, I smile as the fears abate: It is a deep relief to find I love You more than …