by Billyjo Rench

Created on: September 30, 2009   Last Updated: October 02, 2009

Forever seems so far away. Its distance I cannot measure.
I walk the narrow plank of life searching for its pleasure.

I feel Your presence guiding me; faintly hear Your call for life.
I long to be home with You leaving this world and all its strife.

Surrounded by the lofty, souls masked with sweet deceit.
How ever will I love them? Past their actions I cannot see.

When You hear my cry do you hang your head in shame?
Or is Your Spirit saying, My child, do not waste your pain.

Lord, I know You love me and for that, I give my life
But my longing to be nearer to you is barricaded by time.

How unworthy are the selfish who cannot enjoy the gift You bring?
Unable to fulfill Your will; wasting rather than being?

How is it that a parent can feel so much like a child;
Longing to be held by You and be pleasing in Your sight?

I'll keep walking toward Your light, seeking Your grace each day,
Surrounding myself in Your presence, struggling to keep Your way.

Until I behold Your glory, until I meet you face to face
I'll turn my eyes to the heavens, my Lord, I will surrender in Your name.

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