i read this (a journal entry from May) as my closing for my brief talk on sunday morning. the gathering was a blessing, a gift from God.
I will not settle
my loving Father
he blesses
he blesses better than i can dream
my soul burns with intensity when i dream
when i cling to him and his promises
promises of life abundant
life as it was meant to be
i will not settle
i will fight the good fight
the fight for my soul
Jesus died for my healing
for my soul
i will fight the good fight that the praise raising from my heart will be a consuming fire
a sweet fragrance
i will not settle
i will live passionately,
with courage,
i will suck the marrow from life
i will rant and rave
i will lead in the revolution
i am the Kings, his most beloved
he fights for me
i owe him my soul but beyond that
i want to give it to him
my life, my being are His
for they are in Him
i cannot settle
i cannot let the intensity die off
i am the intensity
i am the consuming fire
i am the dream
i will not settle
if my steps are staggering
they will continue
if my breathe is faint, i will continue to breath
there will be casualties but
i cannot settle
i cannot settle for less than you Abba
for less than you and all that means
your engulfing passion
fierce love and desire
your jealously for my soul
You.
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