Oh, restless heart
When will you learn
To let the One
Who for you yearns
Abide in you
And you in him?
Oh, wandering soul
When will you turn
And let the One
Who for you lights
The way ahead
Prevent your fright?
Oh, anxious mind
When will you spend
Some time with Him
Who only can
Bring peace to thoughts
That boil and churn?
Oh, happy heart
That’s learned to rest
Upon the Savior’s
Gentle breast
The storm is stilled
The tear is dried
When in your heart
His life resides
One day I wandered down a road
Took the wrong way; didn’t know.
In life don’t we just do the same —
Don’t ask directions, go our own way?
On this road I met a man
He asked me, “Do you know the way?”
“Where’s your map and have you asked
The way, the distance, for the task?”
I pondered this inside my soul
I didn’t really have a goal
How could I know where I was going;
My goal, my purpose hardly knowing?
He gave to me The Book and said,
“This have I long and often read.
This will guide you, as you’ll see
If you but oft’ its words do heed.”
And in The Book I met Another
His heart most tender, like a Lover
And with His presence and The Book
My wayward travels soon forsook
And when I wander now and then
He gently brings me back again
I often do His presence seek
And then in silence find my peace
On the mountain top I saw
A vision of a would-be world
Some people seemed like angels,
Beings of light-amazing;
Not God, but God-infused.
The world seemed to glow
And I wondered
If I looked different too.
God smiled at me,
And suddenly
I knew:
He loved me too.
I took the light down to the valley,
Hoping others would see.
My face did not glow like Moses;
How silly of me.
I must let Your light shine through;
If others do not see, let it be.
Let me not hide the light
Out of fear.
This light, this fire
Burns within me.
I only need to fan the flames
By spending time with You.
No one can quench this fire;
Once lit, it burns forever.
There is a far and distant land
Of which we all must dream,
Where tears turn into diamonds
And laughter flows in streams,
Where children play along the shore
And dance in bright sunbeams.
Where hungers are all satisfied
And long-held wounds are healed,
Where sin and strife are but a dream
And troubled thoughts have ceased.
There is a far and distant land
To which we all must look,
And if I knew it very well
I’d write it in a book.
‘Til then while life’s strains take up time,
Our hope is in that land divine
FORGIVEN
Mind in a muddle
Heart in a struggle
Sometimes it hurts
Just to be alive
Then I feel Your grace
You take me to a different place
You lift my soul beyond itself
You say, “Let’s begin again”
I may be at fault
Not always intended
I fall and I stumble
And Your hand is extended
In You I’m made perfect
In You I’m made strong
You handle my mess
With Your tenderness
With You I will make it
Don’t have to fake it
Don’t have to hide
The feelings inside
So melt me and mold me
Break me and hold me
With You I will make it
I don’t have to fake it
— February 2012
clarakatalin 