Sipping My Tea
John 8:7
“So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.”
Sipping herbal tea, my mind goes back
to the time when you said to me…
… let him without sin, cast the first stone…
The memory trembles in me, a reflection
of a promise that awaits, a seed
planted by the love that You provided
when you saved me from the worst grief
when you saved me from the darkest fear
when you saved me from the unending hell
where I’d never know what it means to feel
the love that is beyond description…
love this alive – it’s convincing, convicting
allows me to see into the meaning
You silenced the disparaging – the critics
those who might have stoned me
with their silence, their condemnation,
all the reasons for hurling that first rock –
a rock of reproach, blame, denunciation…
sipping my tea, my mind reminds me
from where I have come –
the fear, the doubt, the angry shouts
of those who would convince me I’m unworthy
and – I agree…
I’m unworthy of all You’ve been to me –
my Savior, my Friend, my Light in the darkness
the reason I believe, whatever comes, whatever battles
I must face, I can still hear Your voice, the grace
dissolving all my tears, all my fears, all those years
of doubt and disillusion, utter confusion…
As I sip my herbal tea, the beauty of Your light
reflected in me as I breathe…
through the silent tear, through the breathless fear
assurance that You’re always here, always near
and I know Your forgiveness outweighs all my worries
Your love overshadows the shadow of doubt
Your grace makes a way through the shame
Your light is always offering me second chances,
A second chance, a chance to see
beneath the bitter, to the wonder, the gentle, the sweetness
of a love that will never leave me or forsake me,
a love that always makes a way for me,
a love that I’ve always prayed for,
a love that is Your gift to me
a love that is endless
a love that so tremendous
that I never stop praising –
because God, You’re so amazing!!!
I sip my herbal tea
and, between you and me
I see that there will always be
a hope that brings such sweet peace
a hope that is beyond reason
a hope that is brighter than the sun
it reveals just how love has assuredly won!
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