Longing, Lonely, Lovely.
As the days go on there is a fire burning within my soul. There is a longing that thirsts. A heartbeat that pounds. This longing is driven by a force that I can't see. A source I can't locate. But it has a name, He is a person. His name, Jesus.
On the days that I am lonely. On the journies where I feel alone. When insanity seems to be a description of my day, He is There. As the tears of my life fall to the floor. He is Mine. When people fail me, He never does. His name, Jesus.
The farther I walk the more lovely he beams. He is the light. He is the life, He is the word. He is God. Creation is amazing, the Creator is infinitely amazing. The sun is bright, the Son is brighter. Life is sweet, The Life is sweeter. Kind words are nice, His word is better. He is God, He is Jesus.
