Lost in the Shadows
I'm almost to that point again. No, I'm not referring to my oddly recurring saturday night migraine. I sense I'm losing myself—the real me, or at least my ideal me. I've not fought hard enough to protect my autonomy. I've starved my soul of the things I love—the things that give back and give purpose to my random life.
There's so much talk these days about "connection" and "connecting" but my soul is crying out for me to disconnect. I'm feeling smothered and have begun to view people as zombies invading my space, breathing down my neck; sucking the joy right out of me by their mere presence. Not pretty.
I just want to sit in silence, to consider what I've lost and how to get it back. That was the plan tonight. But instead, I'm sharing one wall with a roommate and her visiting boyfriend and another with my second roommate, currently watching TV. I choose to drown out the noise with more noise by hooking up to my iPod. Somehow the music envelopes me, creating a sort of impenetrable bubble. The darkness of the room makes it even easier for my mind to escape these four walls. Maybe I can hear my thoughts there.
A few impassioned "glorias" later...
I realize that, although I didn't intend to worship, that's exactly where this stint of stillness led me. I didn't even know that I had anything to say...or pray. If I had spoken, I probably would've just said all the right words (I know how to plead my case). But I'm sick of words and false humility. So I just sat still—listening—and was soon overwhelmed by God's presence.
Just a short time of considering God and His character unearthed fears, hurt, lies, dreams...my entire life. Slowly, my heart softens and transforms again, returning to the place where it is completely known, accepted and loved. Christ as my focus. Everything else, lost in the shadows. Everything in it's rightful place.
I sing along (using my inside voice), giving testimony to the fact that I can still be floored by His unexpected, timely entrance into my otherwise random life:
Your face is beautiful
And Your eyes are like the stars
Your gentle hands have healing
There inside the scars
Your loving arms they draw me near
And Your smile it brings me peace
Draw me closer oh my Lord
Draw me closer Lord to Thee
Captivate us, Lord Jesus
Set our eyes on You
Devastate us with Your presence
Falling down
And rushing river, draw us nearer
Holy fountain consume us with You
Captivate us Lord Jesus, with You
Your voice is powerful
And Your words are radiant bright
In Your breath and shadow I will come close and abide
You whisper love and life divine
And Your fellowship is free
Draw me closer O my Lord
Draw me closer Lord to Thee
Let everything be lost in the shadows
Of the light of Your face
Let every chain be broken from me
As I’m bound in Your grace
For Your yoke is easy,
Your burden is light
You’re full of wisdom, power and might
And every eye will see You
(Captivate Us)
There's so much talk these days about "connection" and "connecting" but my soul is crying out for me to disconnect. I'm feeling smothered and have begun to view people as zombies invading my space, breathing down my neck; sucking the joy right out of me by their mere presence. Not pretty.
I just want to sit in silence, to consider what I've lost and how to get it back. That was the plan tonight. But instead, I'm sharing one wall with a roommate and her visiting boyfriend and another with my second roommate, currently watching TV. I choose to drown out the noise with more noise by hooking up to my iPod. Somehow the music envelopes me, creating a sort of impenetrable bubble. The darkness of the room makes it even easier for my mind to escape these four walls. Maybe I can hear my thoughts there.
A few impassioned "glorias" later...
I realize that, although I didn't intend to worship, that's exactly where this stint of stillness led me. I didn't even know that I had anything to say...or pray. If I had spoken, I probably would've just said all the right words (I know how to plead my case). But I'm sick of words and false humility. So I just sat still—listening—and was soon overwhelmed by God's presence.
Just a short time of considering God and His character unearthed fears, hurt, lies, dreams...my entire life. Slowly, my heart softens and transforms again, returning to the place where it is completely known, accepted and loved. Christ as my focus. Everything else, lost in the shadows. Everything in it's rightful place.
I sing along (using my inside voice), giving testimony to the fact that I can still be floored by His unexpected, timely entrance into my otherwise random life:
Your face is beautiful
And Your eyes are like the stars
Your gentle hands have healing
There inside the scars
Your loving arms they draw me near
And Your smile it brings me peace
Draw me closer oh my Lord
Draw me closer Lord to Thee
Captivate us, Lord Jesus
Set our eyes on You
Devastate us with Your presence
Falling down
And rushing river, draw us nearer
Holy fountain consume us with You
Captivate us Lord Jesus, with You
Your voice is powerful
And Your words are radiant bright
In Your breath and shadow I will come close and abide
You whisper love and life divine
And Your fellowship is free
Draw me closer O my Lord
Draw me closer Lord to Thee
Let everything be lost in the shadows
Of the light of Your face
Let every chain be broken from me
As I’m bound in Your grace
For Your yoke is easy,
Your burden is light
You’re full of wisdom, power and might
And every eye will see You
(Captivate Us)
