When everything seems so fast, when every day seems to come as if in a passing dream, when all seems lost in a vague afternoon--- I know my purpose, I know Your love... still I ask, what is left of me. My Holy One, tell me again.. Whisper it to me once more... I want to hear the comforting voice of my Master. When all seems to consume my body, when all seems to cripple my faith, when all seems to shake my core--- confirm Your Word once more, Father. You know that with just one touch of Your Hand, with just one smile from Your throne, I will be alright...
Nothing matters when You're here with me...
Words are easy to say... Words can pacify me... But only You can satisfy. My joy is in You... Again I hold onto Your promise. I hold on to the proof of Your grace. I hold on to us... You said You live in me...
And I want You to know that even if days are quick and hours are tight, You still hold my world. Father, I will patiently wait for You... in the cleft of the rock I will stay. Even when my body is weak, my heart broken, my soul in drought---- the more I will wait. Even if it takes all of me... even if it consumes my energy... even if it breaks the heart of me...
This is my prayer in the desert.
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