My frustration reaches fever pitch,
I’m stuck in a rut, nowhere to turn
doors shut in my face,
I’m out of the race
can’t chase my way back in.
Nothing gets started.
Like and engine in the cold
that gave up the ghost
when the spark didn’t catch.
Yet there is plenty inside me,
The lid is on the pot, but I’m still hot,
as my core is refined, purity revealed,
I simmer until the time is right, the secret place unsealed.
There is more. SO MUCH MORE –
as my heart lets out the roar of vision and excitement –
THERE IS MORE!
Like a Tardis on the inside,
are my dreams, and deepest longings –
bigger than could be guessed at from without,
Yet my heart is being challenged
to remain, to be at peace,
to trust that things are happening –
that the cogs are being greased
So that when the moment comes
and this lid is lifted free,
what explodes out from my inner world
will be smooth and clear to see.
In this process of refining
He is burning off the dross,
and His faithfulness is evident,
this time is not my loss,
My path will have been levelled,
from the treacherous terrain,
and my progress won’t be hampered by
my brokenness and pain,
And He’ll use me for His glory,
so that many will acclaim
the tenderness of His love,
The greatness of His name.
As we walk this great adventure
and my dreams become reality,
the TRUTH of Him shall set men free
as His love resounds in me.
But, until I can be trusted
not to claim His glory as my own,
I’ll walk out my daily tasks
allowing grace to fill my home,
and these passions held within my heart
continue gaining strength –
for the One who made them
And at the right time –
will release me.