There is no end to the affection you have for me, this is a fact that I frequently choose not to remember. Once I remember that my Father in Heaven loves me with no end then the walls of my heart break and allow the Loves of others to penetrate what I desire to keep closed. My preference out of my own selfish desires is to gaze into the hearts of others while not exposing myself. But luckily I have a God who transforms me from the inside out, tearing down walls he never designed to be standing, removing the blockades of my self desire.
Recently the Lord has been opening my eyes to my own desire to sin and how he knows the recipe to rehabilitate my wandering heart. He is working but I choose to not listen to his voice and/or not act upon the commands of his mouth. His discipline sometimes feels like punishment but its rather simply a father guiding a child away from the fire and toward himself.
My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.
Recently the Lord has been opening my eyes to my own desire to sin and how he knows the recipe to rehabilitate my wandering heart. He is working but I choose to not listen to his voice and/or not act upon the commands of his mouth. His discipline sometimes feels like punishment but its rather simply a father guiding a child away from the fire and toward himself.
My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.
In the beginning you were singing
In the end you'll still be singing over me
In this moment you're right beside me
You're everywhere, you're in the air that I breathe
You are an endless ocean, a bottomless sea
In my sin you kept loving
There's no end to your forgiveness and mercy
Every morning you keep coming
The waves of your affection keep washing over me
All those angels, they are swimming
In this ocean and they still can find no shore
Day and night, night and day
They keep seeing new sides of your face
There's no end to the affection you have for me
All in Great in the Presence of my Papa
Paul Shackelford