Lord, all i want is You. and i don't want it through mystical prayer or sweet smells. and i don't want it by arts and crafts and the pursuit of 'thrifty' or 'organic' or a 'healthy' life. and i don't want it through romance, passion, and human love. or through mountains, oceans, or cottages in the woods. no, not even in an intellectual, theological, or practical job. or through mourning death or celebrating life. no, not in the best worship song. i don't want it through all the unique ministries in the world, nor places in the world i may still go. or in other tongues and different world views. or in the best foods or fasting days. or in the beautiful sunrises and the bright stars found only in the countryside...or in the joys of family, friendship, community, and beloved...
no...none of these, though fair and right. though created for glory and worship and love. though enjoyed by all and made right in You; though pursued by the lost, the found. the blind, the sight, the elect, the wolves, the hopeless and hopeful, the love and the alone...
without You, Jesus. true faith. true love. true rest. true Want...its nothing. its the life for the cynic. its useless, vain, fleeting. its for but a moment. strip it away, and find me a desperate creature.
that's all i want.
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