I want
I want
I want
Am I willing to wait?
does not appear so
I want to
I need to
I feel so childish on this point
I think I am.
i should learn patience.
I lose what I really want because I do not have it
I know God sees that.
He is soooo patient
Waits for me to learn.
Sometimes I wonder if I will.
I hope I will
I don't want to miss out if I dont
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
He was standing there with me
I had a dream yesterday
my life passed by
year by year
month by month
day by day
I saw the cheers
I saw the fears
Each stumble
Each fall
and every close call
And. . . I wondered
Then I saw it repeat
But through a different set of eyes
Each Cheer
He was standing there with me
Partaking in the Joy I received
with every fear
He was standing there with me
Placing in courage where fear resides
bracing it with love and truth
With each stumble
He was standing there with me
pointing where and where not to step
so as not to fall
And then when I fell
Because of too strong a mind
and not enough humble
He was standing there with me
Hand stretched to mine to lift me from where I land
And then He showed me
the close calls
where He was standing there with me
warning me of my choices
where He was standing there with me
as I turned a blind eye
where He was standing there with me
helping me clean up my mess
Where He would look into my heart and said
"I love you my son"
my life passed by
year by year
month by month
day by day
I saw the cheers
I saw the fears
Each stumble
Each fall
and every close call
And. . . I wondered
Then I saw it repeat
But through a different set of eyes
Each Cheer
He was standing there with me
Partaking in the Joy I received
with every fear
He was standing there with me
Placing in courage where fear resides
bracing it with love and truth
With each stumble
He was standing there with me
pointing where and where not to step
so as not to fall
And then when I fell
Because of too strong a mind
and not enough humble
He was standing there with me
Hand stretched to mine to lift me from where I land
And then He showed me
the close calls
where He was standing there with me
warning me of my choices
where He was standing there with me
as I turned a blind eye
where He was standing there with me
helping me clean up my mess
Where He would look into my heart and said
"I love you my son"
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me
When I say not thing
When I look your way
I try to say but ...
nothing comes out...
Can you still hear me?
When I sit and stare
your unaware
then look my way
Can you still hear me?
When I have my doubts
when my heart is shy...
I say not a thing
But . . .
Can you still hear me?
When I say not thing
When I look your way
I try to say but ...
nothing comes out...
Can you still hear me?
When I sit and stare
your unaware
then look my way
Can you still hear me?
When I have my doubts
when my heart is shy...
I say not a thing
But . . .
Can you still hear me?
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