A sweeping rush of thoughts anew,
Ideas of seeing more of you.
Climb a tree or hike a mountain,
Receiving strength from your life fountain.
The end prize is all I see,
Running faster, set me free.
How bad do we want it is the question,
Let Your goals be our obsession.
Reaching higher, faster, stronger,
I don't want selfish ambitions any longer.
Jesus come and take my dreams,
Show us how to use them for thee.
I'll take a risk like the tax collector,
And let You be my life director.
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I wrote this the summer of 08 to go along with what my Sunday School class was talking about. It is inspired by none other than the man Zacheous.
ReplyDeleteThis one is just well put together. I loved it! It inspires me. :)
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