So I’m driving home from this play that I had gone to see yesterday.
And I’m having a conversation with God. I always know it’s Him talking because He answers me before each thought is clear because He knows what it is I am going to say. When I’m talking to myself, I have to get my words out before I can answer them. It’s a timing thing. I know I’ve mentioned this before. So anyway, I’m talking to God. God He’s smart. And I’m working through this piece of this puzzle that I’ve been putting together for like, God (yes, He says), almost two years now. It’s tricky. This piece. Because it’s highly focused in but it’s big. Like it’s the missing link piece. It’s the big shebang. It’s the thing. Like I get this, and I’ve got this. And I’m thinking “I’ve just gotta trust this.” And He’s saying “you can trust this.” And I’m thinking “I’ve just gotta let go.” And He’s saying “you can let go.” And “I’m scared.” And He’s “I’ve got you.” And He’s “I am You.” So anyway, I’m talking to God. God He’s smart. And then this song comes on. I feel compelled to share this song. I mean seriously. This song. Sent to me from God. On my drive home. During a conversation that I know He’s answering. Because He answers before I form my words. That timing thing. Like this song. Timed just right. Perfectly dropped in. Right in this moment. My God, it’s a beautiful song. Without A Map, by Markéta Irglová— https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1dFp4SIMlbs —Lyrics-- God, I've been sent here blind to learn to see Remembering you were always there with me But do you know just how hard that's been? Could all of this have really been foreseen? I'd like to say a prayer, how does it go? I'm tired. Tell me, God, does it show? What could have called for such a handicap? I was sent out here without a map All this time I've had to guess the way To keep moving when I wished to stay I've been wrong as much as I've been right You tell me: 'Walk by faith and not by sight, and Keep your heavy heart afloat You are a timber carved by knife, but Someday you may serve as a boat.' What I lose here on earth… …Is lost in heaven If I ask you for help… …it will be given But you've waited this long… …you weren't ready My devotion was strong… …it wasn't steady I have one more question… …you have the answer too But what does that mean? You're I, and I am you Why speak in riddles? Then let me show the way That's all I've wanted That's all you've had to say Well come on then, God, show me Which way you would like me to go, and I won't resume to question How I was ever supposed to know There have been signs along the way, but They've been so very obscure At times I thought I knew their meaning, but How could I've ever been sure? God, I was sent here deaf to learn to hear To have faith in you and never fear Life is an ocean, you its every wave Your arms would cradle me, and keep me safe You're right, all this, and more I need to learn All this unease just makes my stomach churn It was I not you who set this trap, but You did leave me here without a map All this time I've had to guess the way To keep moving when I wished to stay I've been right as much as I've been wrong, so All I hear from you is: 'You are strong enough For all you'll ever have to face The only map you need is Love To guide you through this illusion of a maze.' Our Father, who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name Thy kingdom come Thy will be done On earth, as it is in heaven Give us today our daily bread Forgive us, Father, all our sins As we forgive those who sin against us, and Lead us not into temptation, but Deliver us from evil, for thy is the kingdom, and The power, and the glory Now and forever more Amen ~ Comments are closed.
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