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My Heart’s Desire

To walk as You walked

To see as You see

To love as You love

This my prayer, my heart’s desire

 
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Posted by on November 15, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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“The Dance of Home”*

Deep inside every woman and man,

deep inside every child, every teen;

there is a longing, an empty void,

prompting a search for a place to call home.

 

People try, many things, the void to satisfy,

but God alone, has a home, that meets our hearts desire,

quenches a thirst, a fire inside, longing after love.

 

The Father is calling all people,

the Son has opened the doorway to all,

the Spirit sets a place at the table,

for all who will enter the banquet hall.

 

Our longings are filled when we dance with the Father.

Our longings are filled when we dance with the Son.

Our longings are filled when we dance with the Spirit.

Our longings are filled in the Dance of Home.

 

People try, many things, the void to satisfy,

but God alone, has a home, that meets our hearts desire,

quenches a thirst, a fire inside, longing after love.

 

There is a great celebration,

a party with which no other compares.

There will be singing, and there will be joy,

love will be shared in the Dance of Home.

 

Oh, come! Dance with the Father,

Come! Dance with the Son,

Come! And dance with the Spirit,

Come and dance in the Dance of Home.

©1997 Jonathan C. Bratt

*”The Dance of Home” is a song written a number of years ago.  I recently came across the lyrics on an old computer and thought, that should be part of “Groan ups”.

 
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Posted by on October 1, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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Song of Grief – (July 21, 1997)

I sit here, I’m crying, I’m missing you.

My heart aches, my soul grieves in losing you.

And I pray that I may know that its okay,

But inside it simply doesn’t feel that way.

For I’m longing to hear your voice, to touch your hand again.

 

Lord God, Why? Is my questioning.

Yet questions, even answers, don’t take the pain.

I can’t imagine living without you,

It is not a thing I even want to do.

For I’m longing to hear your voice, to touch your hand again.

 

Lord, help me trust in you,

May I find my hope in you.

Though I do not understand

Give me faith to walk thorough valleys of unknown.

 

I sit here, I’m crying, I’m missing you.

I know you are somewhere else, there’s no touch for now.

Yet, my memories will never fade away,

and I will keep them with me to my dying day.

And then will hear your voice

and touch your hand again.

 
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Posted by on July 21, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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