Dark. Quiet. Still. Silent.
Eyes shut. But still, I listen.
My heart pulses-
unconditional power of each beat.
Beyond the pulse lies a whisper so deep.
His whisper tells me everything,
I feel him all around me.
Behind shut eyes,
my fingers trace his being.
I want to know him.
I want more of him.
It was quiet here. Soft music playing. We all stood side by side, in the presence of God.
There are moments where I just want to freeze time. Linger in whatever's going on just for a little longer. Not having to come face to face with change. Friends by my side. God's presence. Dim room. Perfect moment. Freeze time. Maybe I could bask in it a little longer. Maybe time wouldn't move so quickly.
Then I get a little "Hello? What are you thinking?!"
This is war,
so pick your side.
It's time to move,
not time to hide.
Don't let lies make up your mind-
cant you see we're running out of time?
We've only got 86-400 seconds in a day
to turn it all around or to throw it all away
we gotta tell em that we love em while we got the chance to say-
gotta live like we're dying.
We're an army dressed for battle- take the lamb, take the lamb...
Then I get a slap in the face REMINDING me, "Hey, you've got a job, are you sure you want to freeze time or do you want to tell everyone about Jesus and leave this shell? You're trapped in a body, remember?"
I'm still learning... I always will be...
