This was actually originally a challenge from my dad to put all the words I say most on Facebook (one of those see what my results are things) into a paragraph. I decided to put it into a poem and it turned into this thing that was apparently in my heart that needed to be written!
So many broken people looking for a home
The world looks past the church yet longs to be found
Still... if there is only truth in a place there won't be heart
True sons of the King are known by their love
Questions are asked of this Christ that we sing
Of this faith that is not in the life that we live
Can the worship we give to our Lord be real
If trust isn't growing like fruit on a tree?
If, by the Spirit, our hearts don't open to grace?
And if His Word read doesn't produce in us glad praise?
If we pray only when we feel we need to make time for Him
Not realizing the greatness of such an awesome thing?
If we see only ourselves and not parts of a picture?
What good is all we learned if we don't remember
That who He was in His Book is who He is today?
If the connection between hearts and heads isn't made?
This is my prayer -- that this Person I see
Redeemer in the Psalms and Liberator of the weak
Would be the One on whom we fall
When knowledge would make us proud and place us over all
May His arms be open as we run back to Him
To rest in His forgiveness and the comfort He gives
I know His grace can accomplish more than we can endeavor
Because Jesus took someone like Claire and changed her forever
