Back to the beach, my quiet retreat The waves are calling out my name The winds are saying “Come and hear” Can I hear Him say it again? I drop my head, my shoulders fall I know I must go to meet Him at the shore It is not a lack of wanting to be near Him It’s just that I’ve been ‘round this mountain before. He whispers to me in His daddy voice “Come, child, I have something I want to show you. Something you cannot see or hear with your senses Something you’ve not known, something new.” I cannot be so close to you right now, Father I cannot have you see me this way I cannot continue to bring dishonor to Your Name I cannot meet with You today. “Don’t you think I have seen all you do and all you are? Today I saw the lack of love in your eyes for that woman, My child! It broke my heart. I saw you hand her over to the enemy several times. Then when, in his hands, she fell, you were harsh, not mild.” Forgive me, Lord, for disagreeing on this point I have done much today to shame you, but that, I do not recall. I have loved others and held them up to you in prayer. I certainly would never hurt Your children at all! “But you did do that today. My child, it was YOU! As you gazed at your reflection, how could you not see How could you not look past the physical features and the shame How could You not know that the real reflection was Me?” I sighed again, knowing my failure of the day Was not habits, pride, or seeking fame The failure was in not seeing the beautiful Savior, my Father Through all of the hurt and shame I will make the trip to the beach soon, but not without reservation I want to be a blameless bride for the King He is waiting for my return, my shame none will see For then I will be wearing a robe, sandals, and my Father’s ring. Father, Give me a clean heart, clean hands, and a desire to do Your will with this temple. Amen |
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