Awakening the Awe

Sometimes the repetitiveness of life attempts to dull the Awe...on this rainy day I need to dig a little deeper and remember from Whence it came.

Awaken in me, Lord

A song of honest praise

It seems the busyness of life

Seeks to consume my gaze

And where Your fullness ought

To satisfy my ‘Have’

Love’s loneliness vexes my thought

Where futile fancies rave

Dawn’s beveled beacons blush

With new-born beckoning

Yet, swift dusk-sultry, swan-songs hush

Day-tide’s sure reckoning

And I cry, my, oh my

Love’s song is bittersweet

Soft-subtly the by and by

Spills echoes at our feet

Philosophy of books

Cannot fully explain

Love’s tug-of-warring paradox  

Of pleasing, grieving pain

Lord, waken in me then

A hymn of soul-sweet praise

We are but fumbling, stumbling men

Dependent on your grace

© Janet Martin

The best we can do is praise the One who gifts to us each day of grace…

Though life challenges our response, we would do well to seek his face

Life’s journey is a learn-ed thing, not through our triumphs but our slips

Lord, keep my thoughts, remembering to keep your praises on my lips…