Wednesday, December 12, 2007

yes, i am weary

Sometimes God loves us by letting us suffer, you know? He's a Father: he disciplines those he loves. And then He wraps his love around us and lets us feel how small we are and how perfect that is because He is so unfathomably big.

I need to be small.

Come to me, all you who are weary
And I will give you rest
But I ask for your life,
Every moment, every word
So take up your cross and follow me

Bend my heart to You and I will sing Your praise
Guide my steps in love so that Your name will go forth

I search for rest, I yearn for joy
Happiness comes and goes but You never fail