Treasure in Silence
Listen, Listen, Listen…I want to be a follower of Christ –
To tell the world that God loves them, to love them with my life.
It must have been really something to follow the footprints of God…
Seeing what the disciples saw, must have been really quite odd..
Listen, Listen, Listen…I can follow besides…
I can do far better things, making greater strides!
But every day…I mean “every day”…helping those in need?
Aren’t you supposed to wait a while, after you plant the seed?
Listen, Listen, Listen…that’s what I’m told to do.
I’ve heard that so many times, I think I’m turning blue!
I have ears, I can hear! Just what am I listening for?
Listen, Listen, Listen…can’t I just ignore?
What about them? Do they listen? How do they know the sound?
Is it a beep? Is it a whistle? What could it be that they found?
Listen, Listen, Listen…maybe they found nothing at all?
But what if I’m to find this treasure they seek? I could have a ball!
All to myself and none for them…Life would be so bliss!!
Listen, Listen, Listen…Jesus was betrayed with a kiss.
How wretched I am for wanting it all, for leaving my friends out!
To listen means what I’ve just heard…not to be filled up with doubt.
Listen, Listen, Listen…I know it’s time for me to shut up.
Jesus, please help me now, so that I can drink from Your cup.
(Gasp!) This takes time! Can I make a rule of just listening now and then?
That’s what got me to this place, so shhhhh! I’m going to listen.
(12/12/05)
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