There are days like today
So awful, Lord
Days filled with pitch black
Nothingness
And my mind tries to see You
In the blackness
I cry out where are You where are You?
Then Your voice
I can hear it Lord
Just a little, but it’s enough
For now
I yearn to truly hear You
I need to truly hear You
To hear the rushing waters
The Living Waters
It isn’t time yet, right?
I will wait. I have to wait.
One day when the waiting is done
Your face will be before me
And Lord, Your eyes
I dream of Your eyes
What will the eyes of Pure Love
Even look like?
Holy and Lovely
Unlike anything I have ever seen