Christ in His Eyes (Is this Jesus?)
Eight o’clock on the interstate, In a hurry, I woke up late. Pull up at the traffic light; A homeless man gives me a smile. To each of us he throws a wave, Embarrassed, I avert my gaze. Oh, but I wonder,
Ref: Yeah I wonder, is this Jesus looking out at me From the friendly smiling eyes of this one man? And I wonder, if my God stood right before me, Oh, would I know his face?
From childhood on, my teachers taught To look for Christ in every heart. But I’ll have no alibi If I see Christ in his eyes. ‘Cause how could I completely ignore The presence of my God and Lord? Oh, and I wonder…
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No money but my parking change; The excuse is the same from age to age. The traffic light turns to green, Still don’t know just what to think. So as I pass I wave at him, Completely aware of my own sin. Oh, and I wonder…
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For two days now it’s haunted me, That missed opportunity, I turned my head, ignored his cry And the chance to see Christ in his eyes!
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—20 July 2002
Now And Then
Deep as the river that runs down to the sea,
lovely as the diamond ring that he once gave to me,
Passionate like blazing coals and burning with desire,
holding tight to everything but all the doubt in my mind.
That was my love, that was my life.
Beautiful as the first kiss of warmth in the spring,
as close to death as autumn leaves blow-in’ in the wind.
But I didn’t know, I didn’t know
That rivers run away from you and a diamond’s cold as stone,
and love needs warmth and nourishment and a heart needs a home,
and every now and then I think of who I was and who I am,
and I’m amazed at how different life is now than it was then.
Nine years ago November, he burst in-to my world
with sensations then unknown in the life of this young girl.
He made me for-get everything that I ever believed.
I wonder, had I stayed with him, where would I now be?
Thank God for heart-break! Thank God for truth!
’Cuz rivers run away from you and a diamond’s cold as stone,
and love needs warmth and nourishment and a heart needs a home,
and every now and then I think of who I was and who I am,
and I’m amazed at how different life is now than it was then.
Here With Me
At night I close my eyes and see your face
I reach for you in my sleep.
The phantom touch as your hand brushes mine
Burns in my thoughts and in my dreams.
And side by side we drift on end-less waves
Of dark and quiet, gentle peace.
Although outside the storm may roar and rage
Within these walls it can-not reach.
Then in my waking hours,
When I reach for your hand,
I trust that you will still be here with me.
I know that all this, too, shall pass a-way
Into a world I can’t yet see.
Searching for images that tell the tale
Of what our life may prove to be.
Then in my waking hours,
When I reach for your hand,
I trust that you will still be here with me.
This time I give to you
May well yet prove to be
The closest I may come to holiness
So in my waking hours
When I reach for your hand
I trust that you will still be here with me.
Undreamed
Too tired to sleep, I lie in bed
And waking dreams fill my head,
And in the dark, while others sleep,
My senses play tricks on me.
Small voices call to me, beyond all hearing.
I reach out, but no one’s there.
Unknown, distant, as yet unseen,
Untouched, unheard, unborn but not undreamed.
Each night I ask the God of love
For children born of our love.
Instead, I get useless advice
From those who scorn what I prize.
I know they must mean well, but still the words sting,
Like salt in a bleeding wound.
Unknown, distant, as yet unseen,
Untouched, unheard, unborn but not undreamed.
Sometimes I wonder, Where is the justice of God?
So many are unwanted, God! Ours would be loved!
Unknown, distant, as yet unseen,
Untouched, unheard, unborn but not undreamed.
Boundless Love
You who count my every breath and know how many more have I to breathe
You who are closer than my heart and yet too far away to see
Will you be there for me, Lord?
I think you will, for you are everywhere around and within me
And your breath makes Heaven sing.
And if I fall and scrape my knees upon the paths of sin and greed
And if I break my bones from tripping on the backs of those in need
Will you forgive me, Lord?
I think you will, for you are everywhere around and within me
And you break the chains of fear.
Lord, if I climb the highest mountain to flee from your sight,
And if I pass beyond the sunrise into the world of night,
Will you be there, Lord?
I think you will, for you are everywhere around and within me
And your love defies the grave.
And in the darkness of my womb, are you with the babe I bear?
And will your love follow her through her life, no matter where
She may be?
I think you will, for you are everywhere around and within me
And your love defies the grave.
