Running and Waiting

Running and Waiting

When the waiting gets too hard

Time spent staring at the clock too long

When weariness overpowers desire

Then I will look upon the Cross 

And remember.

Remember His love, the unfailing love

His grace unending, ever free

His patience yesterday, today, evermore.

Then I will run to the Cross

And hope.

Hope knowing that the battle is already won.

Hope for the day that is yet to come when

All the cares of this world will be as dust - 

carried far away on the four winds...

Hope for the day when I see His face and

Nothing else past, present, future will matter.

So longing for that day when my faith is

Made complete once and for all,

Thus will I press on - in love, through grace

and by faith in search of that which

though as of yet unseen, is most precious.

And so I choose to

Run daily to the foot of the Cross, and there

With humility and gratitude

Lay my burdens and my glories down.