a time to grieve; a time to dance

Have you ever found a glistening coin on the bed of a flowing stream? You point at it but your friend isn't quite able to see it. Or maybe your friend is pointing at something at a short distance and, for all your neck-craning, you can't quite see what it is.

This blog is exactly that. This is me pointing at something that I know is there and hope you'd see, too. Whether it's at a golden mask at the bottom of the well or an eagle soaring high in the sky, I wish you Happy Looking!

23 June 2011

To be where You are

I am ready to follow wherever You lead
Just to be with You is the greatest bliss
Be it it in the deserts or up in the high lands
Be it walking on water, or in the depths of oceans
I want to be where You are, my Lord
For to be with You is my greatest joy
And if life should bring me to carry my cross
I shall remember You were nailed to Yours
So you can be with me; this is Your will
So that I, Your prodigal child, in Your arms be returned.
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)