a thousand rainfalls
a poem and a prayer
i could cry a thousand rainfalls over all you’ve brought me and what i’ve been through with you
thank you for building my beautiful life
it's not perfect and hardly ever feels worth it
but gosh its so worth living because you’re so close
you’re in every detail
even when it feels like the pen has been picked up from the paper and the story has taken a dark turn
even when it seems like the light will never shine again
you’re my faithful friend
with me through it all
filter my feelings through the lens of your Word
speak where i need you too
drown out all the noise
so i'm swimmin' in your voice
like a thousand rainfalls
buckets of water
rain on the pavement
making me wonder
these tears I cry
fall down from my eyes
the warmth of my cheeks
a sweet, steady stream
a thousand rainfalls
have been poured out of me
all kept track
every tear, every setback
every year, every laugh
labeled and bottled
my tears are kept in the safe of my God
who will take every tear and till the ground
the soil of my heart - making it grounded and ready
ready for a harvest, and ripe at just the right time
heard a friend the other day
she wants to plant a cherry tree
i asked how long it would take for the cherries to grow and be ready to eat
replying slowly she says “4 years”
I thought, wow… that’s long
but that's what the seed needs to grow into the fullness of what it’s meant to be
for the ones it's meant to feed
seeds of suffering
surely what is sown will be reaped
make the cherry trees of my life
a sweet melody
strong and steady
trunks of patience keepin' me meek
that one day others will lean against
and sit in the shade of the tended leaves of the Almighty
but for now, would you take my feeble heart and show me that you’ll pour your love upon me even when I’m weak?
a thousand rainfalls
could pour out of me
but when the emotions are gone and the fog of life has faded away
my eyes will be forever set on you, every day
with every waking breath I take, may I know you're the breath of fresh air that keeps me awake
you keep me alive in the grips of your grace
I wonder, Lord, if you cry for me?
are your tears oceans, are they greater than the galaxies?
are they intricate and complex, filled with love that’s perfect?
are your tears the kind I'd want to swim in, because then, maybe then, i’d begin to understand more of the depths of your affection?
Jesus wept (John 11:35)
and now I'm weeping too
because the fight of life is draining
yet the love of my life is overwhelming
and now I’m swimmin’ in a thousand rainfalls
and as I’m swimming, I’m drinking You in till dawn becomes dusk because your love is all I want