A Psalm

You say to go then have me stay

When oh God?

When will the back and forth,

the hesitation, the confusion cease?

When will the clouds lift?

When will i feel Your presence?

Oh how i long for Your touch,

to feel Your hand in mine.

My eyes yearn to see Your face,

show me how to see.

My ears have not heard You.

Oh God must i only stand on truth?

Where has the realness of You gone?

I want to embrace You, laugh with You,

sing with You, play with You.

I do not doubt who You are or

what You can do.

I do not question Your nearness

because i know You are near.

I have seen what You can do

I have experienced Your touch.

What i am asking is to have a

romance with You.

God that You would invade

every part of me

My thoughts, my actions.

And please just touch me, wrap me up.

Tangibly put Your arms around me.

I am hungry for Your touch.

Like a dry river bed i am desperate for water.

Lord let Your love overflow in my heart.

God i love You and I will praise Your name always.

You are the Holy King of heaven and

I exalt Your name.

Release the sound (A song)

There is a new song deep within my heart

There is a melody burning in my soul

So i'm asking you God

Won't You come and

Release the sound

Release the sound

I want to sing with the angels around Your throne

I want to see heaven come to earth

So i'm asking You God

Won't You come and

Release the sound

Release the sound

And we sing holy holy holy Lord

Waiting on the rain

Lord You spoke and we have heard

the promise of Your coming rain.

Everyday we lift our face to see if

today will be the day.

The day that the heavens break,

You release a flood.

We are waiting for the rain,

waiting for the rain to come.

Faces lifted up, arms raised high

expecting the flood.

Crack the heavens, split the sky

rain down Your mercy and grace because

Lord this land is dry.

Hear Your children's plea

as they cry out desperately

for a Savior to come and overwhelm with love.

To pull them up out of the clay

Lord, they need to be shown a way.

Last Breath(not really a worship post, but some of my writing all the same :) )

A one room shack with little to show,

But a little girl sitting, and waiting out the snow.

It is not her home, just a place to rest,

a place to belong, a place to forget.

Forget the pain of the frost on her face

and the loneliness of long winter days.

She stares at the snow falling through the cracks in the window;

Falling, landing, melting

Falling, landing, melting.

Singing a sad tune that only the little shack hears

"broken chair, broken glass, broken present, broken past,

broken hopes and broken dreams,

Everything is broken it seems.

Let the pieces fall where they may and

hope for a better day."

The orange glow of the winter night shines

through the window, casting shadows in the tiny space.

The little girl curs up in the middle of the floor.

With a smile pulling at the corner of her mouth,

she whispers a prayer of thanksgiving for the shelter

of the tiny shack.

Preparing to ascend she takes her last breath and says goodbye.

Snow falls through the cracks in the window

of a one room shack.

With little to show but a little girl finding her last comfort

under the roof, sheltered from the snow.

Living, resting, dieing

Living, resting, dieing