I want to taste Your Spirit.
I'm tired of the immitation.
I'm beginning to taste the difference.
If I ever tasted Your Spirit before,
I forgot.
I want to taste Your Spirit once more.
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Showing posts with label hunger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hunger. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
Empty Cups
Empty Cups, they clang together.
We sit in the four walls and clang our empty cups like children;
looking to the people to the left, to the right, to the guy up in front.
"Can you fill it?" We ask each other.
"Can you?" They ask of me.
No.
No one can fill the empty cups.
Everyone is hungry, or so I assume.
But who then will fill the empty cups?
What did I come here for?
What is it that I want?
I hear a bunch of noisy children clanging their empty cups.
How annoying we must sound.
Do we ask the Lord Almighty to fill the empty cups?
Or do we ask each other?
This is where I have erred.
When my focus is not on Christ and Him Crucified
I find myself seeking the Lord in earthen vessels...(even with good intentions)
Instead of seeking the Lord.
Lord, Here is my empty cup. Father please fill it up, right here in my living room, in my pajamas and when I seem them on Sunday, may that cup that you filled flow over onto them.
Help me to worship you IN spirit and IN truth. Amen.
We sit in the four walls and clang our empty cups like children;
looking to the people to the left, to the right, to the guy up in front.
"Can you fill it?" We ask each other.
"Can you?" They ask of me.
No.
No one can fill the empty cups.
Everyone is hungry, or so I assume.
But who then will fill the empty cups?
What did I come here for?
What is it that I want?
I hear a bunch of noisy children clanging their empty cups.
How annoying we must sound.
Do we ask the Lord Almighty to fill the empty cups?
Or do we ask each other?
This is where I have erred.
When my focus is not on Christ and Him Crucified
I find myself seeking the Lord in earthen vessels...(even with good intentions)
Instead of seeking the Lord.
Lord, Here is my empty cup. Father please fill it up, right here in my living room, in my pajamas and when I seem them on Sunday, may that cup that you filled flow over onto them.
Help me to worship you IN spirit and IN truth. Amen.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Moments
Yesterday, my run was late. I like late night runs in the spring/summer because it stays light out so long here. Afterward I went to the park to stretch out. I layed down in the soft full grass and streched my arms way out. When was the last time you did that? It felt so good to lie there and feel the grass and look up at the sky and listen to the wind in the trees. I thought about the Lord and how good he is and how thankful I am for Him.
In little ways I hear your song
singing in my soul,
I close my eyes and wait on you
for in you I am whole.
The following verse has nothing to do with any of that but it touched me this week...
Psalm 119:26 "I have declared my ways and opened my griefs to You, and you listened to me; teach me your statutes.
How tender the Lord is with us...He listens to our griefs and then He teaches us His ways. Beautiful and I want more.
In little ways I hear your song
singing in my soul,
I close my eyes and wait on you
for in you I am whole.
The following verse has nothing to do with any of that but it touched me this week...
Psalm 119:26 "I have declared my ways and opened my griefs to You, and you listened to me; teach me your statutes.
How tender the Lord is with us...He listens to our griefs and then He teaches us His ways. Beautiful and I want more.
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