Dancing with my heart, my words, my song, and my love, before my God…


But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who
LOVE YOUR NAME may rejoice in you. Psalms 5:11

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Running

Written upon the palm of Your Hand,
Father, I come as one You Know –
not just my today
but You already Know the completion of this day.  


You have my heart, Father;
I am so resolved in hearing and knowing You
with deeper understanding each day. 

Your Sweet Love
often causes me to Rest
from my own struggle
and rethink silliness I might run to.  

For sometimes I find myself running,
just running into the need for the next moment
because I am not particularly fond
of the present and wanting more.  


I stop and think about it;
it’s pretty senseless. 


For You have set my feet upon a Solid Rock. 

One that will be exactly what I need
for the very moment I’m running from. 

You cause each moment
to Flourish
with the Sound of Your Might. 


You have no wasted time. 


Father, by Your Precious Holy Spirit,
Teach me
to Learn more about Waiting with You. 

I have only begun to learn
how Beautiful this can be
and I am already so excited
that even in its process,
I still find
I want to run to the next understanding.
 

Poppa, my Father that Keeps me,
oh how Solemn and Peaceful
Your Wait is. 

How the running of all my searches
and frantic busyness
will break down
to Slumber into Your Arms
of Conversation and Contentment
in the Waiting upon You. 

It’s like I can hear my heart beating,
my lungs taking in and expelling air.  
The worries of ‘what if’s’
vanish
while the Gardener begins the Work
of Beatifying ground and
RePlanting Sources for much Harvest. 

My eyes become windows
for my soul to see the Visions
Created by You
rather than my own portrait of want. 

The world fades
and Reality of Life
takes a Dominant Place
and Extravaganza of God Detail
begins to Form.   

This is far from how I thought it would be;
far from my thinking. 

I had swallowed the worlds meaning
of success
and misinterpreted ‘wasting time’. 

For You have a Place
called Waiting upon You
and it has the Delights
of most fascination.  
Taking me into a Place
where Your Thoughts Rule
and Touch into every Emotion
You Gave for our enjoyment. 

I lay myself in Your Hands
with Joy
as I Wait upon You
with such Pleasure. 

It is such a Wonderful Place to be. 

All my senses are Vibrating
as the Wind of Your Spirit Carry’s me.

I  STOP  RUNNING
as I Wait with You...!