Feel You. Hear You. See You.

There's joy.
Glory.
Passion.
A fire burning unlike any other.
A raging fire.
A consuming fire.

Lord.
My God.
Father.
You see us and smile.
Beam.
Radiate.

Your sons and daughters
Are rejoicing.
Dancing and praising
You.
The Holy one in Heaven.
Maker of the stars.
Lover of the broken.

Tonight we feel You.
Hear You.
See You.
The weight of Your love is relentless.
Awesome.
Magnificent.

Your children stand.
Ready for the battle.
Ready to be sent.
We're armed.
Willing.
Ready.

We will fight the good fight.
No matter the cost.

Buried.

I've been buried here.
Beneath this rubble.
For days. Weeks.
Every breath a struggle.
Every day a battle.
And now I'm here.
Buried.
Beneath this rubble.

The battle was epic.
Relentless. Tiresome.
I got scared.
Gave up.
And hid.

I thought You had left me.
I cried out to You.
You heard. I didn't.
My cries were too loud.
Too proud to hear You.
I wanted Your help.
But I dreaded facing You.

You are calling.
I hear You.
Speaking.
Singing.
I cry to You.
And wait.

I lay here.
Buried.
But the weight is being lifted.
I see glimpses of blue sky.
I'm almost free.
My self-made captivity.
Being shattered.
You're coming for me.