lifesong
Everyone needs compassion
Love that's never failing
Let mercy fall on me
Everyone needs forgiveness
The kindness of a Saviour
The hope of nations
Saviour, He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave
So take me as you find me
All my fears and failures
Fill my life again
I give my life to follow
Everything I believe in
Now I surrender
Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing, for the glory
Of the risen King
Jesus, Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing for the glory
Of the risen king
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
-1:30 pm
I saw you.
The sun was shining harshly down on you. Merciless heat.
With iron-clad hands, shuffling along a dusty stretch of road in the desert, you were bound in chains, from your hands to your feet, dragging an enormous iron ball behind you.
You were almost bent double from the weight of gigantic baggages slung around your neck, strapped tightly to your back. You staggered under that overwhelming load, just like how Jesus carried His cross to Calvary. Each step you took wracked you with pain; unbearable torment squeezing the life out of you second by second.
You were crying. Silent, shuddering sobs bursting forth from within, tear drops like blood, rolling down your dirt-stained cheeks.
You struggled to trudge on but you were tired. Too tired. You yearned to see the end of the road, to see where it would lead you but all there was was a hazy mirage of wilderness.
My heart just broke. It bled so hard for you.
But then you saw someone, a brilliant light. You stood in awe, captured by the beauty of a face with eyes that looked upon your sin with such mercy and loving kindness.
His peaceful countenance was so indescribably beautiful, radiating warmth which bathed your entire being like a soothing lullaby. Jesus held His hands out to you, longing to hold you in His arms, longing to carry all that burden for you, longing to take away every single hurt, to fill up the emptiness inside with His all-consuming love.
To wipe away all the tears from your eyes, God's precious child.
In an amazingly comforting voice that transcended all imaginable distances, He said,
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."You finally allow yourself to collapse into His everlasting embrace, melting into the tenderness of His presence, renewed by the healing of His grace. He took away all your burdens, broke all your chains, refreshed your spirit as your weariness fell away that you were free once again.
He transformed you into His likeness with His glory and you grew wings to fly. He held you by the hand and you soared with Him on wings like an eagle into the horizon, over the barren desert of your past, to a far away place where there will be no more pain, no more suffering, no more tears and no more gnashing of teeth.
Such is the love of our Father. Will you let Him carry you today?
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