Back in the Saddle
It's been a while since I last felt I had something to say. I'm not really sure what I want to say, but I feel compelled to write, so here I am. Dear Lord, guide my thoughts from my head to my fingertips. If I can't be eloquent, at least let me be coherent. Help me to say what someone else needs to hear, in the name of your precious Son, Jesus. The other day, I started listening to Margaret Becker again. I never go very long without listening to her music, because I find that she says what is so often in my own heart. "Who am I, Jesus, that You call me by name?" "May I never grow so strong my heart cannot be moved . . ." "Calling for deeper love, calling for higher truth, calling for anything that leads me deeper and farther on with You." "You remain unchanged, unchanged." So many of her songs speak of longing. Wanting something more . . . meaningful, more satisfying, more fulfilling. Yearn...