A Place I’ve Never Been

I long for a place I’ve never been

Looking, I search for it, but I have never seen it

Yet I know it is there

Never beheld but alive within me is my home

I live here, but this is not my home

I look around at those who don’t know me

But say they do

Walking a solitary walk, I am never alone

Happy because of a King I’ve seen

Only through the eyes of faith

Yet I know Him more than I know myself

Trust Him more than I trust myself

Treacherous I can be to mine own self

Faithful and True is my King

Deserving of contempt, scorn and destruction, instead

He lifts me up with love, kindness and encouragement

Deserving of love, honor, adulation and glory,

He didn’t cling to riches, abandoning what He had,

Becoming a pauper with no bed to lie upon,

He suffered and was abused and was trampled

So that I wouldn’t be.

Thus suffering reminds me that He suffered

And expectantly and hopefully I look to the day

That all the hurt goes away

His wisdom I search for and it is

His face I seek

One thing I desire of my Lord

To live at His feet and gaze upon His beauty

One thing I yearn to hear from Him

“Well done thou good and faithful servant”

Certainly I don’t deserve the words

Yet I long for them

He alone is my strong tower, my refuge

Only He can ease the pain

Searching…needing…howling to the skies

Like a searching parched coyote in the desert

Seeking that which gives life

To Him alone I look

Where is my solace but in Him

I need not look long

Quickly He hears my gasps for help

He is my everything; He is the All Sufficient One.

As I lay in the hot sun, overwhelmed by it

He sets down one knee beside me

Bending He gently lifts my head off the hot sand

Whispering “I am with you”

He pours cool water of life past my lips.

He revives me with sustenance.

My body is comforted, my spirit sings

This temporary body is temporarily calmed by water and food

My spirit sings because He lives within me

Wiping away my tears

Lifting me to my feet

He sends me on the path He gives me

Sometimes the path is very easy

Sometimes it is very hard

Always, easy or hard, only with Him

Only by Him

Am I able to travel the path

Traveling the path

One thought I cling to

He is good all the time

Nothing else is

Traveling the path

On my destination my eyes remained fixed

Fixed on Him

He is my destination

He is my all

Come good or bad

One He is truth above all

He is Love and Truth

He is good all the time

Nothing else is

IHS 7-24-12

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