Jesus I long for thee........

"Jesus, I long for thee,
And sigh for Cannan's shore,
Thy lovely face to see,
and all my warfare o'er;
Here billows break upon my breast
And brooding sorrows steal my rest."

"I pant, I groan, I greive
For my untowrd heart;
How full doubts I live,
Though full of grace thou art!
What poor returns, I make to thee
For all the mercy shown to me."

"And must I ever smart
A child of sorrows here?
Yet, Lord be near my heart,
To soothe each rising tear;
Then at thy bleeding cross I'll Stay,
And sweetly weep my life away."

Reminders

It's funny how our senses inform us of the minutes past in our lives. I am sitting here drinking a Wheat Grass Smoothie and Listening to Third Lobby. These two items remind me a of time where there seemed to be stability in my world. It is like the taste of the sweet wheat grass and the sound of the fiddle ringing in my ears takes me back to a summer where life seemed simple and I saw my future waiting at the doorstep. However, I am quickly brought back to the present by the ever gnawing sound of "Family Guy" blarring out of the small TV set in my dorm room. Life is unaviodable, but I have to look back on each and every moment and see the beauty in the play that is existence.