| Living Love
As I sit and breathe the musty air And contemplate the burdens I now bear The hardships and troubles and horrific tales Of how my life has all but failed As I see my own tears frozen below my eyes And wonder why I am still so terrified As I look to my God with unanswerable questions Seeking to understand that which is not As I feel my heart beat and then not beat And then beat again As I wonder if love will ever find me If I will ever heal from this fall As these things overwhelm me, Killing every hope for joy again, Someone has given me living love. As I look upon my decisions made My sins and betrayals and unwarranted crimes And upon those of she who is no more One with me as once promised forevermore As I wander just what could have been changed And why we fell into turmoilous chains As I sit in this prison of solitude and despair Very few knowing, with whom I can share As my heart pounds with poison that will not be released Yet somehow, someway, still seeking a peace I breathe on, one breath, then another, and another Maybe more poison will come and this will end Or maybe, just maybe, something will change, And in the midst of such horror and regret, I realize that someone has given me a living love. The words of my Christ are ringing so true My God, My God, forsaken me, why you? And yet there is a hope From where I fail to know That drives me on to find love again To find that one that my heart intends For my heart does know better than I With whom it should forever confide It is yet alive! An unlikely meeting place brought her to me The one to whom my heart would be As we converse and friends become My heart still weary, yet not done. With passion she lives to serve by my side In Your love we shall abide. A smile that makes my heart so faint A laugh so sweet and elegant A beauty ne�er to my heart foreseen On whom each day my spirit can lean Our lives together so bright are glowing. My God, My God, what is this growing My heart finally to love another Disrupting the agony in its beat asunder Is it true, My God?! Is it true?! Is this one a gift from You? My God, My God, my heart had died And yet you have healed this broken-winged dove And someone has given me a living love. |
| Thank You Christa for being the amazing woman of God you are and the hope that your have restored to my life and the amazing possibilities for our future that are developing. You are the reason my heart beats again. |