The Wide Sea

Sometimes the world feels so big, and I feel quite small.
There are things to do that I haven’t yet figured out how.
There are places to go that I’m unsure where to look.
There are people to meet that I’m unfamiliar with.
There are mountains to climb, yet I am still unequipped.
There are oceans to cross, yet I haven’t the stamina to swim.
I peer out the window and see the world, tall and ominous.
The people around me move so quickly that I can’t react.
There are days that pass by and I feel all too unaccomplished.
There are nights that worry prevents me from sleeping.
It’s difficult to admit when I feel overwhelmed.
It’s often embarrassing to ask another for help.
I’m no longer a boy, but am I truly a man?
I’m no longer a student, but there’s much more to learn.
The ambient noises are sometimes overbearing.
The constant advice is sometimes taken as criticism.
In this world so large, I’m truly very small.
I am a leaf on the wind, a single drop in the wide sea.
And so I close my eyes to escape the weight.
I close my eyes to dream of a place otherworldly.
I dream of feeling wanted, needed, loved.
It’s a distant and lofty dream, dreamt with regularity.
I close my eyes tightly and I drift off to sleep.
And when I awaken, I know what awaits me in spirit.
When I arise, I know that I’ll be embraced.
For I have been created and I am dearly loved.
I am wanted for a purpose, needed for many things.
In my life I will take countless small steps.
But when added up, I will have walked a great distance.
And so, I close my eyes tonight, ready for sleep.
I will once again think these very thoughts.
Once again I will dream this very dream.
And when I stir in the morning, I will once again rise.
Though small I will stand, and I will take many small steps.
I will go a great distance, until I become weary once more.
There I will lie down to sleep, to dream, and again to rise.

Freed

Stained by sin are the tips of my fingers

Stalked by death the steps that I take

Proud is the heart that beats in my chest

Sin is what’s left in my wake

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Broken are the bridges that daily I build

Flawed are the friendships I keep

There are no ways to undo what I’ve done

The debt I’ve incurred is too steep

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Someone must cover the cost of my sin

Someone must pay for my life

Nothing I do or say will suffice

I need the one they call Christ

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Jesus Christ is the very Son of God

And He’s willfully died in my place

He’s gone as the lamb is led to the slaughter

He’s bestowed on all sinners His grace

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Perfect was the life that Jesus had lived

Undeserving was the death that He died

But unworthy a foe the grave did prove

For Jesus has risen, He’s alive!

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Not even the clutches of death could hold Him

There is no power below or above

Christ will triumph again and again

There is no match for His love

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What we deserve is a sinner’s death

But Christ died for you and for me

Death could not hold Him, nor will it ever

Thus by Christ we’re alive, we’re free

Lo que siento por ti

Lo que siento por ti no se puede expresar con palabras,

         pero intentaré.

Lo que siento por ti es más profundo y más amplio

         que incluso los océanos.

La extensión de aguas no podría ni acercarse

         al amor que te tengo.

La profundidad del mar es menos que una sola gota

         de lo que siento por ti.

Las lluvias podrían inundar toda la tierra

         y tampoco sería más grande que nuestro amor.

Lo que siento por ti se desarrolló en instantes,

         y a la vez sigue creciendo.

Cada día aprendo cosas nuevas sobre ti

         y cada día me asombras más y más.

Jamás pensé que podría sentir algo tan fuerte

         que mi corazón no pudiera contenerlo.

Mi amor por ti excede la capacidad de mis células

         y no lo puedo negar.

Lo que siento por ti no tiene límites

         y sigue expandiendo más aún.

La palabra “sentimiento” no es suficiente

         para describir lo que tenemos tú y yo.

Mi cerebro piensa en amarte, mi corazón quiere amarte,

         y mi alma necesita amarte.

Con cada fibra de mi ser,

         deseo y planeo amarte.

Lo que siento por ti no tiene fin,

         y sé que nunca se va a acabar.

Nunca antes hubiera podido imaginar

         que el amor fuera así.

Tan fuerte es lo que siento por ti

         que no lo puedo mantener adentro.

Con gozo y alegría te amo

         en cada momento de mi vida.

Lo que siento por ti es el amor verdadero

         que crece y crece y no deja de crecer.

Cada día pienso que no sería posible

         amarte más.

Pero cada día que sigue me doy cuenta

         de que estaba equivocado.

No hay otra palabra que amor para describir

         lo que siento por ti.

Lo que siento por ti nunca será superado,

         sin importar lo que pase.

Si te llevaran al otro lado de la galaxia,

         seguiría amándote.

Si me prohibieran de verte para siempre,

         seguiría amándote.

Y sabiendo bien que esas dos cosas podrían pasar,

         seguiré amándote.

Lo que siento por ti, amor mío,

         es amor como Dios lo destinó.

Lions & Trees, You & Me

Sitting in the garden alone,

            I pray out to the Lord who sits on His throne.

I marvel at His majesty,

            and wonder why He would ever think of me.

I am just a sinful man,

            tainted by the world, with sin on my hands.

The words I pray are quiet and small;

            how could they ever matter to the Lord of All?

 

Sunday morning we all sing,

            lifting up our voices in praise to the King.

Some will raise their hands to the sky

            while others will kneel down to pray and to cry.

In unison we glorify,

            but our words are often empty and our hearts so dry.

Five hundred voices harmonize,

            and yet they do no justice to the Lord on High.

 

Angels in the heavenly clouds,

            dancing and rejoicing and shouting out loud.

It’s an overwhelming sight,

            joyful explosions of both sound and light.

Even the lions and the trees

            are leaping in worship and bowing on their knees.

But still it’s simply not enough

            to glorify a God who is so glorious.

 

Yet somehow God is more than pleased;

            He’s filled with joy at the dancing of the trees.

He’s also honored by our songs;

            even sung by sinners, He’d hear us all day long.

He is even happy with me;

            a long lost son who’s come home on his knees.

Our God is oh so glorious,

            yet He still longs to love and be loved by us.

Plenty To Be Thankful For

Psalm 30 – Thank you, O Lord, for… lifting me up when I’m down, answering my call for help, bringing me up from the grave, looking on me with favor, keeping me secure, making my mountains stand firm, turning my wailing into dancing, clothing me with joy, and allowing my heart to sing!

Psalm 136 – Thank you, O Lord, for… being good, doing great wonders, understanding and making the heavens, spreading out the waters upon the earth, making the great lights, protecting Israel your people, leading them through the desert, freeing us from our enemies, remembering us always, giving food to every creature, and loving us forever!

Ephesians 1:15-23 – Thank you, O Lord, for… supplying us with faith, hearing our prayers, giving us the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, allowing us to know you, opening the eyes of our heart, revealing the hope of your glory, enlightening us, empowering us with your strength, raising Christ from the dead, granting Him rule and authority, and fulfilling us through Him!

Philippians 1:3-8 – Thank you, O Lord, for… giving us partners in the gospel, granting us the spirit of brotherhood, allowing us to pray with joy, giving us confidence, beginning a good work in us and carrying it on to completion, dwelling in our hearts, sharing with us your grace, abounding in love, and filling us with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ!

Psalm 100 – Thank you, O Lord, for… giving us a reason to shout for joy, allowing us to worship with gladness, hearing our joyful songs, being the one true God, making us and making us yours, ushering us into your gates, loving us with everlasting love, and being faithful through all generations!

Colossians 3:15-17 – Thank you, O Lord, for… sending the peace of Christ to rule our hearts, making us as one body, giving us reason to be grateful, sending the word of Christ to dwell in us, allowing us to teach with wisdom, inspiring us to sing and rejoice, being our every reason to give thanks, and accepting our thankfulness!

Gratitude

Thank you for the sun
And also for the breeze
Thank you for the sky
And for the clouds and the trees

Thank you for our breath
And thank you for the light
Thank you for the day
And also for the night

Thank you for movement
And thank you for stopping
Thank you for listening
And likewise for talking

Thank you for adventures
Thank you for the journey
Thank you for growing
And thank you for learning

Thank you for life
And even for death
Thank you for knowing
When we need to rest

Thank you for the blessings
We get to enjoy
Thank you for smiling
And for laughter and joy

Thank you for trouble
And for the hard times
Thank you for the lessons
That shape our lives

Thank you for freedom
For the choices therein
And thank you for saving us
When we choose to sin

Thank you for mercy
Thank you for grace
Thank you for Jesus
Who died in our place

Thank you for your pardon
For the power of your blood
Thank you for faith
And thank you for love

Thank you for being there
And thank you for caring
Thank you for your kindness
And for always sharing

Thank you for the past
For today and for tomorrow
Thank you for the days
That you’ve let us borrow

Thank you for choosing us
To live and to love
Thank you for the day
We’ll join you above

For now give us courage
Grant us peace and wisdom
So more souls might thank you
For all that you’ve done

We thank you, our Father
And Jesus, the Son
We thank you, Holy Spirit
All three, who are one

We thank you in earnest
We thank you from the heart
We thank you for your love
And for all that you are

Box of Dreams

I used to roam the neighborhood,
When I was just a kid dreaming like everybody should.
I kept my head up in the clouds,
Always speaking soft but thinking things out loud.

You know, the years kept rolling by,
Dream after dream would get left by the wayside.
I wish it hadn’t happened that way,
I don’t know where they went but guess what I found today.

A “Box of Dreams”
Overflowing at the seams,
My “Box of Dreams”
Still shining bright like sunbeams!
That “Box of Dreams”
Is so much more than it would seem
So won’t you please
Start your very own “Box of Dreams”!

I used to run all over the town,
My heart would speed up but my thoughts would slow right down.
I kept my eyes out in front of me,
Ready to discover whatever I was meant to be.

But life got busy, you know,
I had to work to pay to live to see tomorrow.
So I started thinking a lot,
But living in the past I know I’ll miss what the future’s got.

A “Box of Dreams”
Overflowing at the seams
My “Box of Dreams”
Still shining bright like sunbeams!
That “Box of Dreams”
Is so much more than it would seem
So won’t you please
Start your very own “Box of Dreams”!

Now I keep my head up high,
I’m dreaming every day but my eyes are open wide.
My feet are firm on the ground,
Chasing all those dreams that I used to give the run around.

I like to write my thoughts out,
So whenever people read them they’ll know what I’m all about.
So, friend, if you’re ever free,
Start a list, fill a box with everything you’ve ever dreamed.

A “Box of Dreams”
Overflowing at the seams
My “Box of Dreams”
Still shining bright like sunbeams!
That “Box of Dreams”
Is so much more than it would seem
So won’t you please
Start your very own “Box of Dreams”!