On Coffee

The other night, a friend and i went out for some coffee. we sat in a local starbucks, and i had my usual(house coffee, because it's cheap). We sat and talked about doctrine, and some theology. We discussed the problems we see in the church, and how heartbreaking it is that we do nothing about it. through this seemingly bad conversation i found a lot of hope. hope that here now God's people are hearing his voice, and trying to live the way he has called us to live, and take up our crosses and follow him.

i was honestly worried when moving here that there would be no one who truly wants to seek God, because i didn't even want to seek God. i am longing to long after him, i am dying to love him, but these things aren't easy. and that reason is of course because i am selfish to the core. i pray for God to do a work in the lives of his people. and he would be God to me, and my toys would not be my God, but only the true God would be my God.

as i've said before. i know God is good, i just wish i believed it.

God in my living
There in my breathing
God in my waking
God in my sleeping

God in my resting
There in my working
God in my thinking
God in my speaking

Be my everything
Be my everything
Be my everything
Be my everything

God in my hoping
There in my dreaming
God in my watching
God in my waiting

God in my laughing
There in my weeping
God in my hurting
God in my healing

Christ in me
Christ in me
Christ in me the hope of glory
You are everything