Faithful To Know His Promises When I Cannot Remember

I come, my Comforter,

 for the songs that keep coming up 

swing me into a giggle 

to replace my lack 

I have tried to fill. 

Frantically I attempt 

the rushing mighty ‘must do’ 

that pushes me into high gear 

and when it is over, 

I find something 

that raises a million more questions….

”What was I wanting it to accomplish?”  

It has a nice feel 

to give power 

to my screaming want list 

but if I stop and think 

about what it paid, 

I giggle for it is so short 

of that place 

where I have laid down 

my own mountain 

and pursued Your presence 

that is constant 

and takes me to the ultimate prize.  

I love how no matter what, 

You direct to the riches 

that will expand my heart 

to bigger and better.  

May my eyes never grow weary 

of finding this?  

May I still my soul 

to know that after I hear Your Name 

for 10,000 years, 

I will have only begun 

to know Love together with Trinity?  

For Holy means eternal perfect, 

past forever correctly designed, 

and my heart becoming the strong 

You created me to be 

in Your Holiness.  

To know love like this, 

I must have it to the extreme 

You meant it to be.  

The sense of love 

can be confusing 

as it will lean to its own understanding; 

but the pureness of love 

walks tall beside me 

whether I am in step 

or if I am completely sideways.  

Love will embrace me 

with the power of truth 

and not the silliness 

of padded compromise.  

Faithful to know Your promises 

when I cannot remember 

or seem to crawl out of my own pain, 

Jesus, 

may I say Your Name 

as a believer and 

child within this kingdom forever.