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“How can you claim to know Him,

when you’ve never even seen Him,” they taunt

But I do see You;

in the dawning of each new day,

and in the roiling waves of the ocean,

and in the eyes of those within whom You dwell

“How can you call Him ‘friend’,

when you’ve never even heard Him speak,” they laugh

But I do hear You;

in the whispered song of the wind,

and in the rumbling of distant thunder,

and in the stillness of my soul

“How can you say that you are His lover,

when He’s never even touched you,” they ridicule

But I do feel You;

as Your breath burns within my lungs,

and Your words pierce my soul,

and Your Spirit invades every fiber of my being

They think of You as nameless & faceless

But they don’t know You

I’m not clinging to Your promises,

I’m holding on to You

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In Your eyes, I am a child

But like a child I am prone to wander

From the safe harbor of Your perfect love

I often wade into a pool of anxious thoughts

Until waves of fear threaten to overtake me

Despite the abundance of Your provision

I often catch myself counting the cost

Doubting that my loaves & fishes will ever be enough

Even though Your yoke is easy & Your burden light

I often find myself buckling beneath the load

Weighed down with things You never gave me

In spite of Your amazing grace toward me

I often encounter my lack of patience for others

So quick to throw up my hands & walk-away

When I look to the past

I feel shame

When I stare at the darkness

I feel its pull

When I glance in the mirror

I feel weak

When I see the world

I feel its chaos

But when I look to You

A river of peace spills over me

You are my hope

And in You I am complete

O that my eyes would remain fixed upon You

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What is it in the heart of a man

that makes it so easy for him to resist truth

and yet so readily be drawn into deception

What is it that causes him to chase after the frivolous

and to so easily forsake what ought to be cherished

Why is the forbidden fruit so enticing to him

while that which is nourishing rots on the vine

What is it that causes him to try to explain what he could not hope to know

and yet live in denial of that which is obvious

What is it that causes him to scoff at what is sacred

and yet lament at the hollowness of his existence

Why does he so callously devour innocence

and so easily embrace destruction

What is it in the heart of a man

that causes him to demand his autonomy from a just God

and yet willingly enslaves himself to the idol he chooses as a substitute

“The heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked; who can know it?” Jeremiah 17:9

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