Sweet, Sweet Sound...

Oh Lord
Come whisper to me in my sleep
Come pour yourself out over me
Will you draw near?
Oh Lord, you're calling me back to your heart
Restoring the innocence lost
Will you draw near?
I pray

Let it be a sweet, sweet sound
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound

Oh Lord
Remember your call to your own
Remember your promise to come
Will you draw near?
Come pour your life, oh this offering, all over me
Come with your grace that is cleansing and restoring me
Come with your angels, cover the earth
And hear your people sing of your worth

Let it be a sweet, sweet sound
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound

It's your voice I hear calling my name
It's your grace that pours out like the rain
It's your hand that erases my shame
It's your word that is everlasting

We lift our voice to you
A sweet, sweet sound in your ear Jesus
We raise our voice to you
With one sound, to you
We rejoice

Let it be a sweet, sweet sound.



::The Glorious Unseen::
::"Sweet, Sweet Sound"::

Patience...

Theme from my life lately: Patience.

Not that I have lived in it one hundred percent, but more so that I realize that this is what I am going to have to hang my hat on for awhile, probably the rest of my life...In my last post I talked about all the desires and wants I have, and how I'm not sure what to make of all of them...There are so many things I want to do and be, and even just tonight another opportunity for a great summer job came my way...It seems that I have so many options in life, but have no freakin clue what one God wants me on the most...


I'm not dumb...I know God has a plan...But I'm human...I want that plan now...I want all the things that I want to be, to happen now and/or soon...I want to tour in a band, be a youth pastor, be a camp director, be homeless, did I mention be in a band?

I feel like when you read this it seems to have the maturity level of a middle schooler...Maybe I'm right...It's not that I am approaching my dreams with a sense of the carefree...I realize that my plan is not God's...

And I'm having a heck of a time realizing that school is where I'm supposed to be, in the realm of academics...I love my classes...All of them...I just hate homework (who doesn't) I enjoy digging deeper into the meaning of prayer and the Bible...I enjoy learning about church history...But for some reason I just can't make myself sit down and do all the work the professors want done...I keep thinking of what I want to do when I get out of college and I forget that I am called to be in the very seat I am sitting in right now...

Patience.

Waiting on God.

Prayer.

All I have left.





We raise our voice to you
With one sound to you
We rejoice
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound.

::The Glorious Unseen::
::"Sweet, Sweet Sound"::



A little taste of what I get to do every Monday and Wednesday morning: