A bleak horizon,
The sun falls down,
We long to touch it.
Too far to reach
The clouds roll across,
Past our heads,
We reach up�.
Again too high.
Yet when we kneel,
And fold our hands
There is no need to reach.
God has come � Emmanuel
With us in all we do
There�s no sense to reach far off,
God�s here by our side.
Pray to Him, your Father.
He knows your needs.
�Do not be Afraid!�
God is with us!
Many times I�ve tried to see,
The God that �s right in front of me
In my mind I try to discern
What I couldn�t know if for year�s I learned
About my hazy brand of theology
Which happens to blind, rather than see
Within a faith that I tightly clung to
In all those times there was nothing to do,
But wait in time for the God I couldn�t see
and know his love alive and working in me.
In all I did, it didn�t seem fair
trying to reach God when he�s �Out There�
Only could I find him when I quit trying to see
and realized he was in front of me.
I needed to find a gift called faith.
To see things when it all seemed like empty space.
The answer was a man and not a concept.
A bearded young guy from Nazareth.
Who would look you in the eyes with a joyous smile,
�Hey look over here, I�ve been with you all the while.
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