Wednesday, 9 October 2013

abundance available

We are dry, we die
without You.
/Thirst at its worst,
hunger pangs pierce like fangs
reeling with a feeling of emptiness/
We are weak,
we seek You.
We are dUSt,
we must

You are actually not far from each one of us.

Whining more and pining for more
Leaking and seeking more and more
Wasting, not tasting more and more
Taking not making more, more, and more.
Presuming, consuming...
resuming this cycle of puffed up poverty.
We swallow more, 
only to find ourselves more hollow. 

Void of vita/mins
Lacking life
Full on the frivolous
Empty on essentials
Stuffed with the superficial
Starved for sustenance
Deprived by decision 
Shrinking, but thinking more will fill!

So we are
Bloated with blogs
Wanting for the Word
Fat with facts
Thin on theology
Addicted to answers
Neglecting nutrients
Satisfied with a small snack
Oblivious to the Omni-One
Grabbing on the go
Devoid of digestion
Consuming copies
Overlooking the Original
Anemic, bulimic spiritually
In a chronic condition
With the Cure within reach

You are actually not far from each one of us.

Enough with this not enough!
Awake O appetite for the living God!

You are actually not far from each one of us.

We find You full -
with love better than life,
with grace to end our strife,
with power for every hour,
with joy to replace fear,
drawing near -
we to You, You to us.

You are actually not far from each one of us.

Now I see,
the problem was me
all along
there was a story and a song.

You are actually not far from each one of us.

I was malnourished,
because of slack, not because of lack.
The fact is that
You call all the while - 
Your Word spread to be read
before us like a feast
open to the greatest and the least
not to waste, but to taste 
and see that You are good.

"Come!" You say,
to the banquet of bounty
and be filled,
be filled with the water that Jesus gives,
and thirst no more,
find and mind
what you've been looking for.

Whether you wither
or well up
depends on the decision
about tHis invitation.

My soul shall be satisfied 
as with marrow and fatness,
and my mouth shall praise You with joyful lips.

God of all hope,
You are
God of all grace,
You are

Jesus, You said that whoever believes in You,
rivers of living water will flow from them.
So choose, don't refuse Him,
Love, don't abuse Him.

We empty ourselves,
You fill us...
to overflow for others.
We die to sin
and begin
to really breathe.
We abide,
You grow us
to give.
You grant us
to live.

In You, we live and move and have our very being. 

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