…from my heart to His…
I am here and wondering if you have a second to hear me, Lord?
…that maybe my ramblings would be ok to express out loud?
…if I could just have Your full attention for a moment?
I mean, I know that You are both King and God for the whole universe,
but…well, the reality is: You are the only One I want to talk to.
It’s early morning and I find myself wide awake and so…I came here,
somehow knowing You really don’t mind my intrusion;
somehow feeling Your eyes on me as I start setting up my heart’s altar,
as I seek…watch…wait for You to move around me.
I know You don’t like wicked ways,
and that the wicked in people doesn’t like You either.
Pride can’t even get a solid footing in front of Your gaze;
like an armed guard, Your holiness won’t even let our sin into Your presence.
Your very gaze would wipe out anyone who tries to lie to You,
Your heart detesting anyone who seeks the merciless destruction of others.
I know all of this about You…but still I am willing to come here.
Boldly…somehow confident…I walk right thru the doors of Your temple,
like everything in me knows that Your mercy is enough to spare what I lack.
Boldly I come…but at the slightest tingle of Your love,
my body bows, overcome and fully on the ground before you.
Begging for You to speak and show me Your way,
my heart confesses my deep, circumstantial blindness
as I refocus on Your ability to see clearly in all directions.
I know there is no truth to the whispers in my head.
I know this…yet, somehow, I’ve entertained lies that seek to hurt me…
…to kill off the things within me that You seek to encourage.
I seem to listen to them because they start off by appealing to me
…showing up with soft voices and sweet promises to cover their venom…
but I need you to shut them up, O God;
make them die by their own breath…
remove them from me…
make it so they don’t even know who I am anymore…
because they are so far from what You are and from who I want to be!
My Lord, my heart knows that anyone who seeks You, finds You;
Your presence comforts completely, covering like a warm blanket,
opening mouths and hearts for the deep cries of intense praise.
I know that all those who look to you will be filled with inexpressible joy.
This I know…as my own is deep and full at Your feet even now, Father.
I know You will always meet with the calling heart, O Lord
and that, like a perfect shield in a field of battle, Your right will overcome all wrong.
Looking up, as always…