Jun 23, 2010
I love to visit a lighthouse
To see the surroundings
To look out over the water
Where once upon a time
Ships looked to the lighthouse
To find their way on the darkest of night.
I think about the light
That illumines from them
Not a trickle, or a glimmer
But brilliant, guiding light that shines
Not in a soft meek way, like candelight
But with boldness and shine and lustre
A beacon in a dark night
How I would love to play that role
To be the guiding light for all the vessels
Out rolling over the waves of the sea
Trying to find the beacon...
Finding their way to the safe harbor.
I know that is what I've found
This bright beacon that illuminates the night
That calls me home and directs my path
That leads me onward, always by its light.
Why am always looking for what I cannot find?
When the light is burning brightly, showing me the way
The light is calling my name -- I hear it, I see it
A beacon in the night cannot be mistaken.
The beacon that guides me finally
To the safe harbor.
Jun 10, 2010
I find there is not enough light
To illumine every place I step
To light the way on the path
That I need to follow.
But there is enough light
Just for this step
Just for this moment
To be left breathless
By God's working,
His awakening me in this way.
I think of a ship on the ocean
And the lighthouse brigtening the way
It is still dark, but ahead there is a glimmer
And then a glow, that seems to call them home
And now I see it everywhere
Because I am alive to it through the Spirit
That moves so deeply I am brimming with hope
For I know the ordinary gives way to extraordinary
A beacon of light shining
Within and lending the light to others
Just for this step, this moment
To be embraced, and changed
The light is like that
The darkness being left behind
The glimmer, the glow, the burning bright
Of the light that is hope