jimmmaaa
06-30-03, 03:24 PM
Deep Waters
Water splashes down as
my soul crashes and smashes against
the rocks of contradictions in this life.
Water flows through me as
I’m trying to rewrite the mysteries of my soul.
Varied complexity, the meaning
escapes me.
I try to fashion something that
does not come.
The Mystery is there within me.
burning to get out of me.
Varied and many, my ways
defy me.
Contradictions abound,
surrounding me like sharks that try to
feed on me.
They try to destroy me.
Please restore me and
Help me to ignore myself,
the self that’s so diametrically
opposed to my true self.
You provide the deep waters that run within me.
Your Water saturates the pages of your Word,
Living Springs there for the
drinking.
But I am so often so thirsty,
so very thirsty,
before thinking
I am drinking
Stagnant
rotten,
rancid water,
broken cisterns of water,
Not the Life-Giving water
You provide.
Then I dip the ladle into the well,
throw down a bucket and
you fill me with your streams of living water.
Help me to be rooted in you, growing
deep into Your caverns of water.
Drought will not kill me when
I drink deeply of You.
Built up in Your love,
rooted in you,
LORD, draw me closer.
Jeremiah 2:13
Colossians 2:6, 7
6-16-03
Water splashes down as
my soul crashes and smashes against
the rocks of contradictions in this life.
Water flows through me as
I’m trying to rewrite the mysteries of my soul.
Varied complexity, the meaning
escapes me.
I try to fashion something that
does not come.
The Mystery is there within me.
burning to get out of me.
Varied and many, my ways
defy me.
Contradictions abound,
surrounding me like sharks that try to
feed on me.
They try to destroy me.
Please restore me and
Help me to ignore myself,
the self that’s so diametrically
opposed to my true self.
You provide the deep waters that run within me.
Your Water saturates the pages of your Word,
Living Springs there for the
drinking.
But I am so often so thirsty,
so very thirsty,
before thinking
I am drinking
Stagnant
rotten,
rancid water,
broken cisterns of water,
Not the Life-Giving water
You provide.
Then I dip the ladle into the well,
throw down a bucket and
you fill me with your streams of living water.
Help me to be rooted in you, growing
deep into Your caverns of water.
Drought will not kill me when
I drink deeply of You.
Built up in Your love,
rooted in you,
LORD, draw me closer.
Jeremiah 2:13
Colossians 2:6, 7
6-16-03