Let it be now.
That I would not trust in anything that fades, but trust in You and You alone.
That we would walk hand in hand, as daughter and father,
as friends, as lover.
That I would see You in it all,
even the shattered and broken.
That I would never be comfortable
never stop asking questions,
never stop pondering life,
never stop writing.
That I would give, that I would grasp nothing,
that I would let my heart bleed and not be afraid.
That you would keep me guessing, bring on the mystery,
the intensity, the adventure.
That you would make me mobile like the wind,
faceless like a ghost, and fragrant as jasmine.
That I would share in your glory and suffering,
see the beggar on the street as my brother,
and the made up televangelists wife as my sister.
That you would give me the courage to walk out what
you have showed me creatively and confidently,
never stop speaking truth, put a name on the face of love.
That our hearts would be knit into one.
That my blood would flow with your grace.
That I would tear down the pedestals and political agendas,
religious ideas and caste systems.
That love would be all that compels me.
That you would open my eyes to see the counterfeit contentment
in dollar signs and advertisements
That I would shut out the voices that tell me I will be happy when_____.
That you would teach me to live in the NOW.
Breathe in every moment.
Give all I have.
That I would disappear and let You take my place.
That I would dance like a four year old,
trust like a newborn,
and speak with the wisdom of a gray-haired grandma.
That I would never put my dreams and desires before knowing You.
That I would never think I have it all figured out.
That I would stop trying to figure myself out.
That you would speak in media and children, in oceans and buildings,
in the laughing eyes of a Chinese man and the convicting words of an American preacher.
That my ears would be always open,
my heart always ready to obey
and my hands always ready for action.
This is it. Now. Fear no longer owns me.
Nothing is holding me back.
I am falling face first into you and all that you have for me.
I will open my mouth, taste the living waters, breathe in deep
and drown,
that I may die
and find true life in you.
Monday, January 19, 2009
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