There I was surrounded by aged cobwebs, spiders, dead bugs and the smell of a musty old home. My attitude could have been sour. I was alone on a deserted campground, cleaning. But if you know me, I was on vacation. Time away, worshipful music in my ear, nothing is more refreshing. I had time to think.
I left the door of the little house open as I cleaned, hoping to catch and evening breeze. It began to rain. Not a July downpour, but a soft gentle, caressing sort of shower. As I watched the raindrops glide down and listened to the soft pitter patter on the roof, my mind wandered over the past year of my life. I was reminded once again of God’s faithfulness. There have been times of beating rains and splitting lighting. These crisis moments bring me continually to His feet, but gentle rain. Faithfully day in and day out He is working on each of us, transforming us into His image. Just as this type of rain seeps deep into the soil, He patiently helps concepts to “sink down” into our ears. I am forever grateful. So bring on the gentle rain, storms, or lightening. Whatever, Lord. I trust that you.
As I was working tonight, I listened to some music that I haven’t had the opportunity to listen to for some time. The following songs are from Mark Harris. God had done so much for me. I can’t wait to be at home with Him.
I Will See Jesus
When the river of my days
Finally finds the sea
And the tide of my brief time
Surrenders to eternity
And another shallow stream
Is swallowed by the deep
As at last the journey ends
There is one sweet certainty
I will see Jesus
I will see Jesus
All I’ve lived for
All I’ve loved for
Finally where I belong
I will see Jesus
When I get home
All the many mysteries
Hidden from these eyes
Suddenly will be revealed
Standing under heaven’s skies
There no shadows will remain
From this long dark night
Finally I will be free
Standing there in perfect light
CHORUS
My trials all behind me
My heart will break no more
My wanderings will be over
I will rest upon that shore
The Half
I look back on a thousand roads I wandered down
And just as many dreams I chased but never found
From where I stand I see the way You’ve held my heart
The times You closed a door or left a light on in the dark
And for every broken path
For every storm held back
I shake my head in wonder
I don’t know the half
Of what You have for me
What You’re holding back
That You don’t let me see
You give me everything I need
And more than I can ask
I can’t help but be amazed
And I don’t even know the half
The God who whispered life into an empty space
He’s prepared for us an even better place
I hear about the mansions and the golden streets
But I still can’t imagine all that heaven holds for me
Cause even when I dream
It’s still beyond my grasp
To try and comprehend it
You cover me with wings of grace
Hold me in your sweet embrace
When it comes to who you are
I know it’s just a taste
