Lent: Blisters on my soul
Sometimes the night was beautiful
Sometimes the sky was so far away
Sometimes it seemed to stoop so close
You could touch it but your heart would break
Sometimes the morning came too soon
Sometimes the day could be so hot
There was so much work left to do
But so much You'd already done
I’ve done a lot of things in my life. Some good. Others bad. Mostly meaningless. Not so much meaningless as routine. The everyday stuff has this disturbing habit of needing to be done everyday. I’ve come to understand that faithfulness usually is not doing anything particularly great, just realizing the role God has in the moments that make up my day. As much as I try to escape it the commitment that I made many years ago still makes requirements of my life. Just when you think you’re done the next load comes in. In living in rebellion (I went back to college even though I know that wasn’t God’s will) I guess I don’t have some of the same obligations, or do I?
Sometimes I think of Abraham
How one star he saw had been lit for me
He was a stranger in this land
And I am that, no less than he
And on this road to righteousness
Sometimes the climb can be so steep
I may falter in my steps
But never beyond Your reach
I had written about my bizarre love triangle with God and the World. I wonder which partner I’m more alienated from sometime. At least Abraham came from Ur. Usually I feel like I was dropped into this world, not really being from anywhere. You can’t really go home again in this situation. So I can only go on. Is it a sacrifice to do the wrong things faithfully?
Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You
Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You
I will seek You in the morning
And I will learn to walk in Your ways
And step by step You'll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days
-Sometime by Step, by Rich Mullins
Sometimes the sky was so far away
Sometimes it seemed to stoop so close
You could touch it but your heart would break
Sometimes the morning came too soon
Sometimes the day could be so hot
There was so much work left to do
But so much You'd already done
I’ve done a lot of things in my life. Some good. Others bad. Mostly meaningless. Not so much meaningless as routine. The everyday stuff has this disturbing habit of needing to be done everyday. I’ve come to understand that faithfulness usually is not doing anything particularly great, just realizing the role God has in the moments that make up my day. As much as I try to escape it the commitment that I made many years ago still makes requirements of my life. Just when you think you’re done the next load comes in. In living in rebellion (I went back to college even though I know that wasn’t God’s will) I guess I don’t have some of the same obligations, or do I?
Sometimes I think of Abraham
How one star he saw had been lit for me
He was a stranger in this land
And I am that, no less than he
And on this road to righteousness
Sometimes the climb can be so steep
I may falter in my steps
But never beyond Your reach
I had written about my bizarre love triangle with God and the World. I wonder which partner I’m more alienated from sometime. At least Abraham came from Ur. Usually I feel like I was dropped into this world, not really being from anywhere. You can’t really go home again in this situation. So I can only go on. Is it a sacrifice to do the wrong things faithfully?
Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You
Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You
I will seek You in the morning
And I will learn to walk in Your ways
And step by step You'll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days
-Sometime by Step, by Rich Mullins