on my knees, again
In His Service, originally uploaded by happymouse.
When I go, don't cry for me
In my Father's arms I'll be
The wounds this world left on my soul
Will all be healed and I'll be whole
Sun and moon will be replaced
With the light of Jesus' face
And I will not be ashamed
For my Savior knows my name
It don't matter where you bury me,
I'll be home and I'll be free.
It don't matter where I lay,
All my tears be washed away.
Gold and silver blind the eye
Temporary riches lie
Come and eat from heaven's store,
Come and drink, and thirst no more
So, weep not for me my friends,
When my time below does end
For my life belongs to Him
Who will raise the dead again
- All my tears, by Jars of Clay
It's hard to stay in one place and not move. It's harder still, trying to forge ahead and push. So there is left with only one direction, and that is down and back.
Falling. All over again.
Maybe it's the late nights and the stress from meeting deadlines, and all the worrying. I want to hold you so very much.
Father father, You are my source of strength and my source of hope. Lift me up to where You are, and give me the courage to face another day -- one I wish I didn't have. For I'm dying to die, when I need to stay alive. And I'm longing for you.
My dear Abba Father, this journey is so tiring. I need Your strength, Lord, for I am weak. My heart is frail and my soul cries out. When will my light of day return?
Learning to serve You with all that I am. Learning to love you with everything I can. Dearest Jesus, are You here with me today?
My head says yes, but my heart cries no. Bind me, Lord, bind me to You, so that I may never leave Your side. Leave me not. Forget me not. Despise me not. Be always my vision, my ruler, my joy and my salvation.
Father Lord, almighty God... thank you.
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