Altar Call

God isn't looking for your tears, he's looking for your faith. -Paul S. Morton She smells like the 80’s With her big hair and Levi’s That never go out of style… Seem to almost cover the centuries With their taut indigo fabric Leaving the world more sure That anything is possible, All those dreams, bleeding Through the still, cool autumn Hesitating, in peace Breaking apart the melancholic To bless the heart who knows Even the 80’s fell silent When the last prayer was spoken Before the piano noted The altar calling, promising God always hears, always knows, What it is that needs listening, What it is that needs blessing. And I know… His light flows Beyond the centuries, before the worries Beneath a sea of compassion In grace, faith, everlasting He is the music that stirs souls, the blessing That never lets go of hope, Never forgets that love can rouse the heart, Peppering the nights with starlight, Salting the day with the sunlight That brings comfort, assurance, saving the ones Who believe in the One who freed us from all fear, The One who silenced our tears and revealed to us… A love that is never still, yet is still, So every ear can hear the rhythm of its light, The love that is never wrong The love so like God’s song.