Where Do We Stand?

Where Do We Stand?

Though my body lies here

Beaten down, bruised, and sore

Though my heart quakes

And, my chest is heavy with fear

I hear echoes calling

Whispering quietly to my soul

Waking slumbering hope

Gentle hand lifts fallen chin

You raise my tear stained eyes

To look on your kind face

Compassions’ gift in your every word

Falls on my ears like rain after a drought

Gently lifting me to my feet

Arm slips under mine and bears

The weight of all my fears and cares

Guiding me forward through life’s storms

How lost this heart, from wandering far

Seeking for the misplaced piece

To fill this God shaped gap

A piece once placed and then left behind

Sorely missed now and longed for

I know you are close at hand

For it is I, not you that strayed

Your promise never to leave, unbroken

So now I ask for you to step back in

And assume your rightful place

Upon the throne that I usurped

And I once again at your feet

At your beck and call

A foot soldier and standard bearer

Strengthened by your promises

Both fulfilled and yet to be

Your kind eyes shift to fierce

And you call out your marching orders

Call me to courage and standing strong

Asking me to overwhelm fear with prayer

For you see, when I look back

Across the length of my memories

There are alters there

Monuments to your faithfulness

For my faith in you my Lord

My savior, redeemer, and friend

It has never been misplaced

When my hand has slipped into yours