scars of fire
i was in
i am both looking forward and dreading the move, i feel like the city might be big enough to engulf me but at the same time i see glimmers of hope for our very own "sin city"
i remember one time back in sydney a few years ago i was walking through an area that was decimated by one of the many fires that have swept through the bushland. as i walked through tall trees black with the scars of the inferno, i saw on the upper limbs, little green buds that were shooting out from the branches bursting out to produce the much needed life that the tree needed...
As i walked my mp3 CD walkman (the feeble excuse for not getting an iPod) loaded up this song by enter the worship circle and i had it one of those God invading moments where things connect and you just know the Lord is speaking.
You have redeemed my soul
From the pit of emptiness
You have redeemed my soul
From death
I was a hungry child
A dried up river
I was a burned out forest
And no one could do anything for me
But you put food in my body
Water in my dry bed
And to my blackened branches you brought the
springtime rain of new life
And nothing is impossible for you