Anticipation of the Lord’s Love In the quiet of the dawn, His promise breaks the night, A beacon of pure love, shining ever bright. With hearts uplifted high, we wait for His embrace, Yearning for the day we meet Him face to face. His love, a boundless sea, vast and deep, In His grace, we find solace, in His arms, we sleep. Each moment filled with hope, each breath a silent prayer, Knowing that His love for us, is always there. The heavens whisper softly of the love that’s yet to come, A symphony of angels, a celestial drum. We walk the path He’s laid, with faith our guiding star, Anticipating love that’s near, yet feels so far. In trials and in triumph, His love remains the same, A steadfast, gentle whisper, calling out our name. The valleys and the mountains echo with His grace, In every tear and joy, we see His face. We hold onto the promise, that His love will never fade, Through every storm and sunshine, His hand we’ve held and stayed. Our hearts are filled with longing, a holy, sacred fire, Anticipation of His love, our soul’s deepest desire. So let us ...

I was a worship leader and church choir director for years, but below the surface of what people saw in the congregation, there were all kinds of personal and relational issues. One Saturday evening I got really angry about something at home, but here I was up on stage the ...

Jesus Wept In Bethany, where sorrow loomed, A heavy heart, the air perfumed, Two sisters mourned their brother’s death, Their cries of pain, a mournful breath. Then Jesus came, His steps so light, With eyes of love, He saw their plight. Though power flowed within His hand, He stood beside ...