my heart song

if we all prayed this prayer--all day, every day.

living and breathing it kinda praying it--

i have a feeling that small group priority and lack of emerging leaders would soon be a non-issue.

Today, You. Tomorrow, You. The day after that, You. Not You in some vague general way. You in the specifics & down below churning at the core. You, in the deeds -the why & way of the acts that litter the landscape of the day. You, in the thoughts & reasonings that litter the landscape of my soul. You, in the meditations of my heart. You, in the conversations of my mouth. You, in the brutal slaying of your rivals to these my affections. You, in the quiet corners at red lights & lines in the grocery store. You, in the loud noise of my schedule & son & all trafficing plans in my head. You, in my best laid plans. Today, You. You, acknowledged. You, sought. You, admired. You, known. You, communed with, You, home. --THE UPRISING