Thursday, September 25, 2014
You Never Left The Building.
Lord, You never left the building during times of strain and strife
I could not see You, touch You, sense You; how I needed You, my Life!
When entering strange waters and clouds blotted out the sun
Then shadows of my Saviour touched me helping me to run
With the comfort of my friendships wrapt in love I could not hide
They held me up into the sunlight, forcing clouds to move aside.
I passed the shadows into love’s light; worlds unknown became a home
Prowling through unfamiliar settings realising I could no more roam.
Somewhere amongst the bustling strangers I caught a glimpse I thought I knew
Was that a soul who knew my Jesus? Or someone seeking that He could know?
Time to seek a place for meetings; time to seek a place for Prayer
God’s waiting room no place for sleeping, hungry souls are everywhere.
W.B Sept ‘14