Beside the rivers of Babylon, we sat and wept
as we thought of Jerusalem.
We put away our harps,
hanging them on the branches of poplar trees. (NLT)
We grieve and we weep our Father God,
from a soul place that is torn
fragment,
disillusioned,
broken,
imperfect,
sinful.
We are not who we think we are.
We are not where we should be.
We are in exile
and it is a lonely place.
Jesus, come to us again!
Redeem us.
Forgive us.
Bring us to our senses and bring us home.
Where the Father waits with open arms.
Holy Spirit,
revive us
give us clean hearts
give us dry eyes and tender souls.
We have sat and wept
as Your son wept for Jerusalem
Home.
Amen
TWow! Amen! Outstanding and heartfelt words that inspire me and others today! Thank you Jim and thank you Jesus for you love of us lowly sinners.
Thanks Regan. Telling the truth about ourselves is essential for spiritual growth