Just a few more days!
For weeks now I have been waking to this song playing in my head:
(Matthew West -- "A Few More Days" -- off of the CD "History")
There is a longing deep inside my soul
There is a place my spirit wants to go
It's far away from all these chains that bind
There is a world I long to leave behind
So, I wait and I wait
I wait for the moment when You come for me
And rescue my heart from the pain that it's seen
Troubles are circling all around me
And I can't stop thinking
Just a few more days I'll be going home
Just a few more hours and I'll be flying
It could be any minute now
That You take me away
Or maybe just a few more days
A few more days
To you a day is like a thousand years
And only you know when the clouds will clear
So, let me not forget and fall away
Because a thousand years could be today
So, I'll wait and I wait
And I wait for the moment
When you come for me
And rescue my heart from the pain that it's seen
My troubles are circling all around me
I've got to remember
Just a few more days I'll be going home
Just a few more hours and I'll be flying
It could be any minute now
That You take me away
Or maybe just a few more days
A few more days
To You a day is like a thousand years
And only You know when the clouds will clear
So, let me not forget and fall away
Because a thousand years could be today
And as "morbid" as those lyrics may sound to many who read this, my heart is filled with joy and hope by the lyrics and music of this song -- matching the general spirit of joy and hope and peace that seems to characterize this particular chapter of my life.
What joy that we have the promises we do! And the best promise I have is that I will see His Face clearly in just "a few more days"!
1 Comments:
The Holy Spirit moves in mysterious ways!
I have never visited you blog before and chanced upon it today from PresbyWeb. I am a Presbyterian minister finishing up a sermon for Sunday about the reformed understanding of the end times. Although I am not sure right now how these lyrics may be used, it was a remarkable gift of grace to be able to read them and you comment.
Ditto, sister in Christ. Marantha should be our prayer.
Grace and Peace,
Lydia
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