Let me just tell You of my love for You, dear God, though it may not be surrounded by roses and kisses in water colors. Let me send You a love letter that tells of my affection for You, though it may not be wrapped in satin ribbons and paper bows. Let me tell You of my desire to succeed for Your purposes only, though my brain is like that of a feline, whose focus will not stay fixed on any one thing for very long. For I desire to live for You, Father God, to live for Your purposes only. I want to challenge myself to do those things that I was once frightened of, that they would not be a problem for me anymore.
But that on the good ground are they, which in an honest and good heart, having heard the word, keep it, and bring forth fruil with patience.
My Dear Lord God,
Unto Your throne room beyond the clouds, An ark of kisses to You will I send With gifts of affection and love everlasting Adorned in wrappings with pink satin bows.
Sailing across the evening sky Embraces of love will it carry to You, Traveling across each starlight’s beam To the place of holiness where You abide
For You, my First Love, and Father on High Angels on wing will arrive at Your door Holding baskets of fruit and musical notes From Gregorian melodies of years gone by
For Your ears only will they play for You, A serenade in the heavens of pleasure for You An evening of song as the moon lights the bay A delivery of love from this vessel of clay
OUTDOORS IS WHERE OUR CREATOR LIVES
Outdoors is where the sunlight finds the shadows lingering at dawn.
Where starlings perched on treetops sing their joyful and melodic song.
It is there where I feel the essence of my God and Father's love
Under the trees, amongst the grass, in the presence of the sky above.
With the rustling of the leaves on the branches stretched so high,
I know He's passing by me through His travels across the sky.
I can almost hear His whispers as my legs kneel down to pray,
With His promise that He'll walk with me all throughout the day.
There is no other enclosure where I sense His presence all around.
It's only in the garden when I'm kneeling upon the ground.
I can lay my heavy burdens at His feet or in His hands,
And I know He'll bury them forthrightly under the soil, upon the land.
The outside is where I find Him, in the air so fresh and clean,
It's there where one day He’ll lift me up, as I imagined it once in a dream.
TO BE IN THE SATURATED SPIRIT OF GOD
Dear Father God,
Oh, to be saturated by the thoughts of You
To be immersed in Your teachings so wise and true,
To be encircled by Your thoughts and holy inspirations
As spoken through the lips of ancient generations
That I might study Your Words from dawn until dusk,
And remember the lines meant specifically for us.
That my senses would resist all trivial distractions
And the world's darkened images and painful emotions.
Then maybe I could soar like a bird above the clouds
With Your sword in hand, speaking Your truth outloud
Standing at the border, where earth and heaven meet
Infused with Your courage, in tune with Your heartbeat.
Help me to deliver Your words for today
To a world that looks up to mere statues of clay.
Let me speak of the light that You so graciously shine
On the lives of Your children, on their heavenward climb.
Let me not to be so sullen, somber, and glum
But rejoice in Your promises of better times to come,
Reminding the world of Your songs it cannot sing
For it's adopted the agendas of evil rulers and kings.
Let me not hold in esteem those who lead me astray.
Nor be fooled by their lies and the games that they play.
Direct my thoughts to Your Spirit, that I would hear what You say,
As I grasp Your hand tightly along the straight and narrow way.
Let my thoughts be at peace,
Let my soul's wandering cease
Let my love freely flow for You and Your Son,
And for my mate, on this journey, with who I am one.