how can we still be missing so much beauty our brother our sister all the treasures of the world right beside you right beside me how can we still be hurting each other oh can't you see the glorious ruin for that is who we are who we all are and we cry for love just to be loved oh God open our eyes to your presence image bearers all around us and let us treasure the treasures we see and let this love start in me how can we still be silent speak let your words embrace the sorrow let your words heal the pain speak be present embrace the treasures oh God help me see
and can it be you came for me a withered soul so tired so cold and can it be surrendered glory for this heart of pride all the shame inside o withered soul lift up your voice o withered soul cry out rejoice your light has come your peace is near Immanuel is here and can it be once blind i see forgiven free You died for me and can it be new life is mine and for all time not just a while i'll sing and shine i am your child this withered soul now your son your own and can it be
it’s the beauty and simplicity that we often miss the radiance and light that we just don’t see the comfort and the healing that we lay aside oh let us rest let us be still for the greatest of these is love the greatest of these is love it’s the glory and presence that we often ignore a sunrise a bird song a baby’s laughter the colors of all the leaves as they fall grace is always in season oh let us rest let us be still for the greatest of these is love the greatest of these is love it’s the bitterness and anger and rage that can lead us to waste our pain we pursue justice at the expense of our souls and become that which we loath oh let us rest let us be still for the greatest of these is love the greatest of these is love God our world is in trouble but greater still is my troubled soul my anxious thoughts God i need you to settle this restless heart help me to see beauty simplicity your presence your glory right here to laugh like a child and to sing your praise and your renown with the colors and the seasons oh let us rest let us be still for the greatest of these is love the greatest of these is love
lift up your eyes oh weary one and let His love clothe the lies mend the wounds and sing over you lift up your eyes oh sacred soul you matter more than anyone knows let His grace lift your head you bear His image be at peace be at peace lift up your eyes oh shame filled one and let His presence surround the sorrow all the monochrome guilt and shame will be restored in the color of His deliverance in the brilliance of His countenance in the suffering of His love lift up your eyes be at peace and rest be at peace and rest
A beautiful Fall morning in my little hometown. Hope you have a great day and a wonderful week!
A few moments that caught my eye as Fall descends in our area.
As seen on a late, warm summer day in Minooka, Illinois.
stillness reflection quiet contemplation listen He is here presence surrender holy encounter He is here searching heart open hope filled and broken He is here rest now oh my soul let grace fill the questions the doubts have no fear His love is here He is here
My home town is in the state of Illinois. We are considered a southwest suburb of Chicago. The town is all but surrounded by corn and soy bean fields and so it often seems like any kind of major city is far, far away, even though, if the traffic gods are smiling, we can be in beautiful downtown Chicago in about an hour. These Minooka, Midwest skies are treasures that I always enjoy. Thanks for stopping by.