James at Home

I was walking along the road minding my own business when I fell I didn’t realise my own inability to restrain my fall Down I went to the gutter of despair  Down I went to the free fall of despair and regret Yet I wake in the morning to your voice calling me I wake to your love In the middle of it I see you calling me, James come, eat and dine with me I wake to your gentle embrace, to your call, come eat and dine in my house I wait patiently for you to arrive in all your glamour, yet I find simple word of I love you I see you standing there in the midst of turmoil in peace You walk with determination towards me You walk in the middle of great love And as I wait here for you to seat me at your table There I am in the midst of your embrace There I am singing your praise “Don’t forget your call my son Don’t leave it way seeking and lost to the calling” “I will always see you open to my heart”; I hear him say, “I will open up heaven’s door to you today. For even as you walk in the midd...

What means of great joy is there in me to show you I am good? What means of great love to show you I am He who cares? Yet I am free to speak, I say only what I hear my dad speak So, caring a load for free is not the answer, Rather seeking to display the truth at its core.  So, seek me and you will find wisdom, strength and patience.    Photo by   reza shayestehpour   on   Unsplash

    I was aware of your voice speaking to me, Lord When I came to the very sense of your presence here You spoke softly and I rose to meet you here I asked only that you be careful to listen And you spoke clearly to me of my things I asked of your voice to me I asked of your love You spoke tender and carefully Yet I wait for you word Yet I wait for you to speak I hear you softly say “I am here son, Let me in” And as I wait, you carry me home to you “Ask anything and I will give it to you” That you would be here with me Thank you, Lord. Photo by  Geri Mis  on  Unsplash

  As a tribe assembles to celebrate and rejoice So, my heart treasures these times Yet I strongly agree to be thankful I also agree that my life is not my own So, I wait for a time to sing So, I wait for a moment that truly matters I sing of His love for me I sing of this tune That he gave me life is wonderful That he made me to sing is joyful That he died that I could be free is my delight That my face be found in his radiance and King Jesus be in me Oh, the joy of being free to worship thee Thank you, Lord for all you do and say to me But most of all thank you for being my Lord.

As I ask my Lord to come he offers me his heart So running away from him isn’t wise But my heart knows only sin So coming away for a bit, I see him reaching out to me Yet I wander, he brings me close Yet I fall, he lifts my head up to see I’m loved And as I shelter in his wing As I carry my cross to him who sing So I wait in the blaze of fire that is intimate So I wait in the place where I submit To him be the glory To him be the praise To him be sovereign reign