Lagrange
Well-Known Member
The sky above the trees is becoming more visible as the sun rises this morning. It's a bluish grey light that just outlines the tree tops. The contrast between the darkness and the light is striking...the world begins a new day.
Somewhere there is a man dressing for work. Somewhere else there is a woman who has been working all night. In another place a baby cries from it's crib, while a mother prepares it's bottle. There's a young man sitting with his head in his hands inside his jail cell, while a young girl carries a bucket down a dusty dirt road to a well to draw water.
So many people...so many things happening at the same time all over the world. Outiside the glass french doors of my kitchen the world is coming to life.
I wonder to myself, how is it that the lord found me?
Compared to some, my troubles are few. There is so much turbulence on this earth...so much violence and tribulation. In my mind I can see an old woman crying with grief. At the same time I see a heavy set man laughing uncontrollably.
With everyting that is happening right now, everywhere...as I bring my praises and lift my prayers to the lord, he hears me.
Me.
Of all that is going on he hears me and he loves me.
I will bend my knees and confess that he is my god. There is none greater.
He is my Lord. He is my passion.
Somewhere there is a man dressing for work. Somewhere else there is a woman who has been working all night. In another place a baby cries from it's crib, while a mother prepares it's bottle. There's a young man sitting with his head in his hands inside his jail cell, while a young girl carries a bucket down a dusty dirt road to a well to draw water.
So many people...so many things happening at the same time all over the world. Outiside the glass french doors of my kitchen the world is coming to life.
I wonder to myself, how is it that the lord found me?
Compared to some, my troubles are few. There is so much turbulence on this earth...so much violence and tribulation. In my mind I can see an old woman crying with grief. At the same time I see a heavy set man laughing uncontrollably.
With everyting that is happening right now, everywhere...as I bring my praises and lift my prayers to the lord, he hears me.
Me.
Of all that is going on he hears me and he loves me.
I will bend my knees and confess that he is my god. There is none greater.
He is my Lord. He is my passion.
