In open fields of wild flowers, she breathes the air and flies away.  She thanks her Jesus for the daisies and the roses in no simple language.  Someday she’ll understand the meaning of it all.  He’s more than the laughter or the stars in the heaven, as close as a heartbeat or a song on her lips.  Someday she’ll trust Him and learn how to see Him.  Someday He’ll call her and she will come running and fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and she will pray “I want to fall in love with you!”

Sitting silently wearing Sunday best, the sermon echoes through the walls, great salvation calls to the people who stare into nowhere and can’t feel the chains on their souls.  It seems easy to call you ‘Savior’, not close enough to call you ‘God’, so I sit and think of words I can mention to show my devotion.

“I want to fall in love with you.  I want to fall in love with you, my heart beats for you.”

Published 1995 Pogostick Music performed by ‘Jars of Clay’