Hunger and Thirst: You Satisfy Me (Feb. 6, 2015)

I come,
And I sing.
I lift up my hands in Worship.

I must,
And should be,
Overwhelmed by your glory.

But why am I just ok?
There's a hunger that just won't go away.
Lord Jesus come and meet me,
Come and meet at your feet.

For I am Thirsty,
and I am Hungry,
For the Living Waters of my Soul.

You satisfy me,
You revive me,
My Everlasting Lord,
My Everlasting Lord.

I come,
And I sit,
At the Feet of your throne.

I must,
And should be,
Enamoured by your mercy.

But why am I just ok?
There's a thirst that just won't go away.
Lord Jesus come and meet me,
Come and meet at your feet.

For I am Thirsty,
and I am Hungry,
For the Living Waters of my Soul.

You satisfy me,
You revive me,
My Everlasting Lord,
My Everlasting Lord.

Party From Dusk till Dawn

I wrote this poem in the wee hours while recovering from a hangover when I had my first OJT in Dvo last 2009. I found it in my archives. Just want to share. It was before I met the Lord.

As I breathe in and out the smoke.

It gets to my eyes; I’m blinded for a while.

Bitter it may taste, yet still I take.

The beer I claim mine.

Sounds of people’s chatter,

Loud music that gets louder.

Which will I prefer?

The bustle of the party or

The solitude of silence?

But I do not worry for it may not matter.

As the party goes on,

From dusk till dawn.

I feel so tipsy,

Yet; still I drink more and am merry.

The people I call “friends” laugh with no end.

To me all of this seems shallow,

But I bite my doubt coz I’ll get lost

If this crowd I don’t follow.

And when the party is over,

I walk swaying to my empty room.

I opened the lock,

It was already early morn.

Straight to bed in my party clothes,

With beer and smoke to smell.

But as sleep comes, I utter a prayer,

“Lord, was I happy today?”

I realize it was wrong to ask,

I have done these things on my own accord.

But the tears I could not mask.

What did it take for me to please the friends I’m with?

It took my soul and left me so weak.

What did it take to fill the emptiness in me?

It took buckets of beer but it only made me sick.

What did it take for me to be happy?

It only took my integrity and my God along the way.