I am a very selfish person.
I smirk, when I should serve.
I gather when I should scatter.
I hold on to things when I should let go.
I beg when I should offer.
I consume when I should produce.
I pollute when I should come clean.
I get the best of things when I should help things get better.
Let me not clatter meaning like a gong, but speak with simple courage.
Let me not be proud of my knowledge but use it conscientiously.
Let me not give merely of my time, nor my things, nor offer my body without offering my heart.
I long to be kind to both kin and kings and commoners and cursors of men.
Lord, let me love you and let me love my neighbor,
But do, Lord, simply let me love.
Waiting to get there.
Waiting for a friend to come back.
Waiting for grandma to get in the car.…
Waiting for eternity.
Waiting for now. …
Not everything happens at once.
Not everything is fast.
Not everyone has the courage.
Not everyone is in a hurry.
Not all dreams come true quickly.
Not all days pass in a flash.
… still waiting
will be waiting still when the end of all things come.
And so I won’t pass by the roses,
their thorns or fragrances,
eternity won’t pass me by
for it is in my life today,
for my heart has found the way.
How in the world can I be sure?
How can I forever be secure?
I take refuge in the truth
that the Messiah came from Ruth
and David, Abraham, and Isaac and Jacob
Judah and yet his still had taken
a throne but still poured out His Life
for His own. He obtained a bride
by serving the least, preparing a feast,
called insane when fasting and choosing to eat
with sinners from the south and seekers from Greece
and making the poor rich and the weak
he made strong. He trough us to do right
and not to get worried or all uptight
but to rest in the hands of the King
His Joy descends on those who seek him and sing!