Habakkuk Conversation
a village response to the Authenticity of the Prophet Habakkuk
Monday 3 March 2014
Tuesday 25 February 2014
Monday 3 February 2014
I'm Alone - Vivianna Garcia
I'm alone in this nest.
Not knowing how to use these planes.
I take one foot in front of the other, look back and see you smiling at me, securing me with reassuring protection.
You're always going to be with me.
I'm about to take this world, not knowing where to go or what to do.
I flap my wings, straight to the ground.
Frustrated with now knowing how to use my wings, I feel broken, so I close my eyes and pray.
You smile, and give me strength to get back up.
Lift me up to my comfort zone. And push me off, again. I'm mad, and don't understand how to do this, I just want to give up now. But I look up to the sky and know you are with me. You strength in me to do better. You know I can do it. You never give up on me.
So again, I flap my wings, again and again. I'm in the air, feeling the wind in my face, feeling fear.
Again I pray.
This time, I'm flying with you, feeling strong and powerful.
Finding my flock, my home.
They guide me, with your word and wisdom.
I fly the wrong way, loose my way,
Trying to find clarity, then pray.
I find my way back, to my flock, and to you.
With hard discipline, heading back to my nest.
Again, I'm alone and this time it's for the best.
But I'm also at ease and rest.
Not knowing how to use these planes.
I take one foot in front of the other, look back and see you smiling at me, securing me with reassuring protection.
You're always going to be with me.
I'm about to take this world, not knowing where to go or what to do.
I flap my wings, straight to the ground.
Frustrated with now knowing how to use my wings, I feel broken, so I close my eyes and pray.
You smile, and give me strength to get back up.
Lift me up to my comfort zone. And push me off, again. I'm mad, and don't understand how to do this, I just want to give up now. But I look up to the sky and know you are with me. You strength in me to do better. You know I can do it. You never give up on me.
So again, I flap my wings, again and again. I'm in the air, feeling the wind in my face, feeling fear.
Again I pray.
This time, I'm flying with you, feeling strong and powerful.
Finding my flock, my home.
They guide me, with your word and wisdom.
I fly the wrong way, loose my way,
Trying to find clarity, then pray.
I find my way back, to my flock, and to you.
With hard discipline, heading back to my nest.
Again, I'm alone and this time it's for the best.
But I'm also at ease and rest.
Tuesday 28 January 2014
Sunday 26 January 2014
God, I'm too stubborn by Laura Botkins
God, I'm too stubborn. I hate that the only way I often submit to you is when life is too hard. I think I can do it all on my own. I like control. I know I am experiencing your discipline right now so I will submit to you. I have to leave it all at your feet. There are days when I don't want to get out of bed and see what is next; I do not want to see what goes wrong next. I cannot do this apart fron you. Lord hear my cry.
Thursday 23 January 2014
Habakkuk 1:1-4 (You Do Not Save); Habakkuk 1:5-11 (Sending Savages) by Susan Park
Response One, Habakkuk 1:1-4
YOU DO NOT SAVE
I don't want to open my eyes,
I don't want to open my heart.
The pain of the world is overwhelming;
Feeling it all will tear me apart.
I don't want to open my heart.
The pain of the world is overwhelming;
Feeling it all will tear me apart.
You
How can You
How can You stand by?
How can You
How can You stand by?
I can better understand Your absence
That understand how You can just stand there
That understand how You can just stand there
Worst of all are the cries of a child
- broken bones, broken hearts, stony eyes.
Past bearing are the injuries of your little ones
Justice fails, hope dies.
- broken bones, broken hearts, stony eyes.
Past bearing are the injuries of your little ones
Justice fails, hope dies.
Response Two, Habakkuk 1:5-11
SENDING SAVAGES
You are relentless
in calling me home
You raise up wolves
to devour my flesh
You overwhelm,
Tearing down my defenses
I cower in fear and dread.
How ruthless you are
in leading me to righteousness!
in calling me home
You raise up wolves
to devour my flesh
You overwhelm,
Tearing down my defenses
I cower in fear and dread.
How ruthless you are
in leading me to righteousness!
Wednesday 22 January 2014
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