Running from Your table

©2011 Reflected Riddles

How can I announce the feast
While running from Your table
Why can’t I bring up the least
Of what I should be able

Could I force myself to fall
In love with You again
My mind knows You have given all
But my heart does not repent

Not realizing distance
Before we end this race
My God, what did become of us
Could I meet You face to face?

Will I ever understand
The mystery of love
Discover in the desert place
What came from up above

When will I truly understand
What mercy’s all about
When will I find the fragile line
Between the lost and found

I realize Your mercy
I realize no fear
But now I got this close to You
I also realize Your tears

Your tears beg me to fall in love
But still You let me free
Your tears don’t cry for sacrifice
But pure true love from me

I know I do not have to preach
The feast to be Your son
It’s grace that found me, beckoned me
Whether I’m right, whether I’m wrong
Whether I’m right or wrong

There’s not a modeled method
There’s not a way to count
There’s not a way to understand
Your love and it’s amount