Our Hearts

Our hearts, which are wandering, restless, filled with many longings and desires,  will never truly be at home until they find their true home in Him.

Sometimes I cry

I feel out of place

I want to belong

in this great space

I want some place I can go

as a refuge

sometimes I cry

I want to reach out

I feel like I am not

I want to reach

a broken and weary world

to put a smile on their faces

I want this so bad

every day of my life

sometimes I cry

cause my heart longs for more

it hates to rest

when it longs to implore

sometimes I cry

when I am alone

I know its ok

cause my heart longs

for its true home

though it does not want to die

to cease to exist

no, it longs to be

in the place where it is

used by thee

For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain (Philippians 2:21).  To live is Christ, that is what I long to do as long as I am here no matter what.  I want to reach out and use what He has given me.  When I am alone, no matter how long it lasts, I long to be guided by His rest.  To be alive, loving and serving Him where I am at until He returns is my heart’s true desire—to then know in full what I only now know in part—to be changed, made new, as I stand before you.  So, for now, I hold fast to your grasp that will never let me go even though sometimes I cry longing for my true home!!!