Child of God
You're not enough You’re too much You’re too young You’re too old You're too sexy You're too plain You know too much You know too little You’ve got two x’s You should have one y You don’t fit in You’ll never fit in Unless we say you do (and we won’t can't don't) Jesus Jesus Jesus Help me crawl into our Poppa’s lap I need to hear Him say again You’re my child Too And I made you Just so My child My child My child
Is it really all about Me Mine I (and rights and freedoms and don’t tell me what to do) I thought the common good was the thing The other The weak The poor The disenfranchised The lonely The sick The lost I thought the Other was the thing That We were meant to be on about (You know) The least of these That HE is always on about Or If not the least of these Then at least The Body So many amputated now Wounded Cut off (from one part at least) Because It became too much about Me Mine I (and rights and freedoms and don’t tell me what to do) (an unintended consequence I’m sure) How When Why Did we lose The Way How When Why Did the Main Thing Cease to be The Main Thing How When Why Did we make it all about Me Mine I (and rights and freedoms and don't tell me what to do) When (perhaps we lost our way a long time ago and didn’t even realize that we did) Jesus Your beloved Bride is Broken Angry Confused Forlorn Lost Spirit come Rescue Revive Redeem Restore She needs New life Again
Forgiveness is easy Like skating on glass If you don’t peer to closely At the wrong But If you gaze long and hard And consider all the stuff You might go crashing through the surface And Drown
Soaring over the snow sheltered sphere Peaceful Predatory Your majesty arrests me I’m grateful Your presence calls me Reminds me to worship The One The One who orders all things well The One Who Brought you and I together For now Just Now
I dreamt of you I dreamt of me You arrived welcome (but uninvited) I called (fearful) Beckoned (hopeful) come join us And You entered (but) Stiff Arms yet folded tight across your chest a Vain shield around your cold hurt embittered heart (I’m sad for you I’m sad for me) Come Lord Jesus Come Heal Restore Renew Make New As Only You Can Do I'll wait Am waiting Will wait For You
Sunday Sunday (used to be a fun day) Sunday Sunday Sad Now I gulp down the grief (for all that was lost) And Go (to try) To trust (because) --- Because Of And In And Through And For YOU Jesus For You I trade my anger (towards the ones who poisoned the well) For forgiveness For peace For hope For faith For love For You
A bevy of voices Beckon Call Teach Preach Shout Demand Speak Whisper Complain Confront Cajole Encourage Slam Text Tweet Post Broadcast Stream Podcast Remind (whew) But Jesus It's You Jesus Simply You Jesus (in and through and amongst and in spite of all that) That I Am listening For
I want to stand in the River Feel you Push Push Push Against me Take me from the shore Beautiful River Sweep me off my feet With The irresistible current The irresistible current Of Poppa's Plans Purpose Peace Swallow me whole Beautiful River Swallow me whole In The current of your love The current of your love Your ways (Higher and better than mine) Your way Yahweh Sweep me along Beautiful River Sweep me along To New and unknown shores I'm leaving the life jacket behind Leaving it all behind
When the things that could be Can’t When the things that would be Won’t When the things that should be Shan’t I press into You I press into You My Rock Redeemer Lover Friend
Colleen R. Jantzen 