Detatched
am in a darkened room
watching the screen
of what God is doing,
I see the picture, the movements
hear the voices
playing out our world,
but feelings and reality are
Detached, emotions not engaged
I desire more...
Can I not stand on
wind waved
tussock folded mountains
firm in the love
that sustains the universe?
Connected to the wild, freedom
river's life source
alive in the river,
Can I not bend
a knee and bow
kneel on the mountain
stone dirt track
the journey path
Kneel
before a king with the
power to raise the dead
and kiss a child,
Can I not look closer
and see the small delicate star
flowers hidden in the grass
blue and white dots
attention to DNA detail
in a vast landscape,
Can I not wait, stilled
intimate in the silence
prepared to hear His voice,
Can I not stand again
shout outpouring praise
that echoes a thousand valleys
Reverberating across the plains
to the white capped rolling seas,
Can I not awaken the land
with my call to prayer
A call to roots planted
deep in God's heart
A generation
established strong
stepping out
reviving outpouring
the ancient future
promises...
It is Time!
Can I not?
Can I not...
Can I not!
I Can!
Prompt
A prophetic call to come closer to God, to be with Him, intimate, and shouting in worship to Him knowing it is time for revival in us and the world around.
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