Surrounded by the calling
Of One Who’s always been
Loving, yearning, waiting
To come and make you free,
There’s always been a whisper,
An echo deep inside,
Of Love so vast and yearning:
More… endless, beyond time.
This need of deep forgiveness:
This aching to be free,
This longing for a knowing:
A yearning to be clean.
This hunger for a future
Beyond this broken place:
A sure promise –forever!
Without the pain or tears.
Somehow, is this the answer?
This old and ancient Book?
Could there be hope and life here?
Would it hurt me to look?
What if the quiet warning
That whispers deep inside
Prepares for an accounting
I’ll have to face sometime?
What if there will be justice:
A righting of all wrongs?
What if my darkest secrets
Will yet be weighed, and known?
Where will I go forever?
What if my guilt is weighed?
What if the coming Judgement
Is something I must face?
What if the Man who bled there
Could do something for me?
What if the tomb was empty
And it means something today?
Can I still be forgiven?
Could there be hope and peace
Beyond all the hurting;
Despite all the mess?
What if there is still mercy,
Forgiveness and grace?
What if I could be washed clean
Before it’s too late?
What if a loving Father
Designed me long ago?
What if His heart is calling
To me, to draw me close?
What if there is a future
For someone just like me?
What if there’s a good Father
With grace… and plans for peace?
What if I chose to listen?
What if I chose to look?
Will I find the piece missing
From my heart in this Book?
What if?
(You can find a short message from me about these things here).
Caroline Abblitt 