Sometimes, forgetting becomes the way of life, too ordinary and common, the purpose falls away, until we are willing to remember, rehope, relearn, and regain;
You placed in me a soul that knows You, an ache that requires You as a satiation..
The yearning for heaven… to know what it is and why it seems so far away…
Why Your face and the presence above us, present with us… somewhere beyond and untouchable? There is a disconnect in the gaze of my soul, the upturned eyes and the hollow stare, of eyes in front, catching glimpse of the shifting shadows of the world around me.
Sleeping in a dream, hypnotized by the rush of life surrounding every activity,
I lost my trust, and therefore my hope… my faith faded into the past and You were only a memory of a dream; a distracting dream at the very least, and enchanting,
Beguiling my soul away from the world surrounding, removing the focus from life itself.
My eyes growing misty, I lost sight of the world, I diluted my thoughts, my interaction slowed
And finally ceased, the spinning, the faces all blended into one, and individuality was lost.
For the love of God, I abandoned the world and then lost sight of You;
Abstracting You into an idea of love, I fell into You deeply or the idea of You.
But here I woke up again this morning and the joy of You flooded me again…
The tension increased and dissolved at once between You and the people of the world…
You teach me to love, only when others draw near..
The closeness is still separation, as my love unlaces, You undo me to make me full,
Break me to make me whole, because mended I could disperse Your love.
Paint into me the hope of heaven again, seeking to walk as You have led, to give
And to love after the fashion you laid, and giving up heavy heart to ceaseless praise.