the offering song

The last two hours are always the longest.   

It’s uncomfortable to sit with the restlessness sometimes.  My soul shuffles and squirms, seeking to lessen the numbing effects, the radical change in the inability to move.  Even then, just admitting my restlessness, somehow this stills me.  Somehow He meets me.

Here in this place I am thankful again.  I can hear the organ lighting the way.  First I hear, and then I sing along. What shall I render to the LORD for all His benefits to me?  I will offer the sacrifice of thanksgiving and will call on the name of the LORD…Somehow He moves me.

My lips again can kiss the Son.


I will pay my vows to the LORD now in the presence of all His people, in the courts of the LORD’s house, in the midst of you O Jerusalem.”

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