Sitting in an internet cafe in Portland I reflect upon who God is through the book of Isaiah (ch 41-44) and my life over the past few months. (I fly back to Slovenia tomorrow). There are times that I am struck by the majesty of my God and this is one of those times. A God big enough to hold the nations in his hand and tender enough to bind up my brokenness. I've tried to journal about it, but my words seemed so feeble. How I wish I could step outside of myself and live like I was intended to live in the Garden. As I sit in reflection-- this song came on my headset. It has always been one of my favorites because I feel like it paints a beautiful picture of how I am at times. This is one of those times...
In open fields of wild flowers
She breathes the air flies away
She thanks her Jesus for the daisies and the roses
In no simple language
Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all
He's more than the laughter
Or the stars in the heavens
As close as a heartbeat
Or a song on her lips
Someday she'll trust him
And learn how to see him
Someday he'll call her
And she will come running
Fall in his arms, the tears will fall down
And she'll pray
I want to fall in love with you
Sitting silent wearing sunday best
The sermon echoes through the walls
A great salvation through it
Goes to the people who stare into nowhere
Can't feel the chains on their souls
He's more than the laughter
Or the stars in the heavens
As close as a heartbeat
Or a song on her lips
Someday we'll trust him
And learn how to see him
Someday he'll call us
And we will come running
Fall in his arms
The tears will fall down and we'll pray
I want to fall in love with you
Seems to easy to call you savior
Not close enough to call you a god
So as I sit and think of
Words I can mention to show my devotion
---Jars of Clay
