Singing along to a song that has yet to unfold
There is a way, a road that is narrow
There's a song that commands us to love the poor
The ones we sometimes remember, other times not at all
And should our hearts grow calloused, it's one, in sorrow, we ignore

Cities have fallen on the neglect of our own brothers and sisters
Haven't I learned any of your words about loving your neighbors?
When Sodom fell at the neglect of the poor
I wonder if I would've done the same

This burden isn't new
I remember being compelled to love
Out I go into the open fields
Where the harvest is plentiful but the workers are few

I am in search for a people I have not yet known
for His great desire is to make Himself known
To share in their pain and point them to an everlasting Hope
when all surrounding circumstances and prospect of a prosperous future seem low

I take up this call but I have been foolish
I have been foolish to think that I can do this without a complete dependence on You
Until I realize it is all but by his grace
Lord, in your mercy, deal with me accordingly

I remember the words He once spoke,
"My yolk is easy, and My burden is light"
"Come to Me all you who are weary"
Fear not, for I am with you always

Sometimes I make a home in this place where I don't belong
But I see now; we weren't meant to belong
Our time here won't be long

Teach me to sing along to Your song
And to read between the lines
To love with every ounce of my being
In every way, teach me how to seek that I may find

Thankful when the Lord reminds me of the desires he once put in my heart that I have either forgotten or started to think them as a thing of the past.

Isaiah 55:9-11
"For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.
For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven
and do not return there but water the earth,
making it bring forth and sprout,
giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater,
so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth;
it shall not return to me empty,
but it shall accomplish that which I purpose,
and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it."

He reminded me today to ask for the nations again. It's been a while. A moment too long. I remember carrying it on my heart. The nations. That certain anticipation that he is doing great things and I get to join in his grand plan to love him deeply in ways I've never seen. To see miracles and signs and wonders. To be a light. To bring hope. A sustaining one. To speak forth truth out of His Spirit and Truth. A love that blankets everything. When I think about justice, the things of God, I wonder where that fire and zeal has gone? The growing pains echo in the deepest part of my heart. I am seeing now that the things of God requires a deep work of the heart. What I was once passionate about is still there, but it has taken a much more steady turn. Give me eyes that perceive and not just see. The things you have spoken over me, over us, long before in preparation.

One thing I am reminded of again: God is not one to let his purposes and desire go to pass until he sees it fulfilled.

God, I am still attentive. Here we are, equip us, speak to your church, for Your servants are listening. Send us in due time. Keep us present here meanwhile.