precious are the moments
when the whispers of Jah are deafening
but the roar of human flesh
comes to me as cacophony
give me Your body
let me know Your blood
this is my choice
but to have no choice
but to follow You
i will be as Mary at Your feet
i will be as John at Your chest
i will be as Samuel
here i am! Lord speak.
here i am. Send me.
oh, but child, you can't do it on our own
'cos without Him, no, there is no home
burn the house, strip it clean
'cos without Him there is no home
scatter these ashes far, scatter them wide
for without the Shepherd, there is no home
for the Cup means nothing
if you don't drink it in
and He goes ahead to Galilee
to meet you there
after the Covenant is in you deep
deep on the other side
- revel8r, 7-11-20
This prayerful pondering from you Chris is fragrant fruit from the Garden of God's delight, namely you. Thanks for letting us imbibe in the fine vintage of wine that you are.
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