Seeking. . .

Is there ever a day in your life when you want so much more that what you can see and feel,

materialistically?  Is there a moment when you just know. . . you just KNOW. . .

there is more than what you have been privy too seeing, hearing, feeling?

I am there! 

What merits the favor of you, oh Lord?

Is it that I walk away from everything in my life?

Do I do a list of deeds to get closer to you?

How can I pack it up and throw it all away?

What if the deeds I do don't meet your perfection.

It is love:  Love for you, your love for me

It is mercy:  Because I am a simple human.

It is grace:  Your grace to understand I am not capable of ever doing enough right.

Yet, my soul longs for time, 

alone with you

In your sacred, loving presence

Only you can cleanse my life

Only you can give me what it is that satisfies.

hear my prayer, my cry.

I ache with an ache

so much deeper than 

blood, skin and bones.

I long to sit in the center of your presence 

allowing your light to shine deep,

into the secret places of darkness. . . .

around me, in me.

Look at your servant here, Oh Lord.

I want favor with you;

Not for natural or personal gain

I want favor with you,

to feel your love,

and somehow find a away to reciprocate that Love

back to you and forward

to others who need you,

others who seek for you.

I am but one grain of sand

among all the beaches on the earth,

and yet You know my name.

Call to me.

Whisper in the breeze

Let me hear your voice

in the river as it races

across the rocks.

Open my ears so that I am 

able to hear you.