I see Your face as it rises over the land,
Who can behold such a vision and not surely die?
I stand amazed.
I crumble slowly in the light of Your mercy,
Fear flourishes within as pieces of me I deemed precious fall lifeless from my grip.
The trumpet blasts- I fall to my knees;
The darkness within me spins as a cyclone, a mighty wind within.
My great need sucks the Word into my soul,
Like spark and wood, Your presence and Your promise ignite.
I am ablaze.
Sparks fly within as Christ my brother opens His arms;
I can't deny the beauty and tragedy of this sacrifice.
I am consumed by this Love and this Lesson,
And born again by the Spirit of the Holy, Righteous God.
I will never be the same again.
He has made my ugliness His glory,
He calls my shame His own and sets me free.
The fear of all I lose for Him subsides in the light of all I gain;
How can a Love like this be for me?
Another beautiful shame has come home.