Monday, June 1, 2009

my call

A thousand years ago you called me
And waited.
Throughout my teens
My trials, my tribulations.
All the while- I knew
You were there
Waiting patiently;
Until the day you called again.
Would I deny you once more?
Ignore the yearning,
Ignore the pulling,
Ignore You yelling at me,
"I'm here!"With open arms
"I love you!"With tear-filled eyes
"Come to me!",
And you waited...
Waited for me to move.
Waited to see what I would do.
But you knew.
I would stand up,
Come forward,
I would make you wait no more.
You are my Lord!!
Life
Hopes
Dreams
Family
No longer mine but Yours.
I didn't know what to do,
The next step I would take, You took me by the hand,
Gave me your Word
Gave me understanding
Gave me instruction:
"Be patient."
"Be still and listen."
"Be hungry for more."
"Be ready to move."
So now it is my turn to wait.
And I will:
Wait patiently,
For the next move,
To see what you will do.
Lord:
I'm here.
I love you.
Come to me.

1 comment:

Granny said...

I'm glad your back, I finally quit looking.
I'm not sure about facebook, it seems more detailed than I'm use to, but I'm trying.
I would like to have Noah's birthday on the 27th if you will be here.
Let me know please.
Love ya