Feeling cold

Feeling cold, 

Cold inside,

Like a winters wind,

Blowing ice. 

Longing for warmth

Desperate for hope 

Needing Christ

These wounds are 

Deep

…This heart…

incomplete 

A Winters chill,

in the dead of summer 

Walking a path 

Lonely as it may be 

Needing Christ 

Dim as it may be

From a distance 

Like the sun rises 

In the morning 

Melts all that is frozen 

Brings forth the lost and broken 

So too

My soul yearns

for Thee

Lord where art thou

Staring into the 

Void at home

Lost to the day’s

Resting in all of the 

Emptiness 

that resides

Within thy self

Felling cold 

Cold inside

Pushed aside 

Hope fade

So do thee

From a distance 

Like the sun rises 

In the morning 

Melts all that is frozen 

Brings forth the lost and broken 

So too

My soul yearns

for Thee

Lord there art thou

Standing at the door 

Looking inside the room

Your home feels warm

Comfort seem to fill 

The aching hearts

Still staring through the window 

With Discomfort on full display 

But if they ask

My heart unsure

Hesitation will arise from the storm

Inside

Pulling me aside 

The only hope

About to pass me by 

…Time to step aside…

A Tainted spirit 

With Uncertainty

No choice but to walk away

All The voices cries from within

Hold on

Turn and see

Is it true 

Lord,

Lord, 

Have thy come

Is this warmth real 

Or undone 

Hope fades 

Within me 

Walk down this path 

So familiar to me

Only….

To turn and ask

Lord why have thy…

come for me?