Marriage

How I miss the color of her smile,
The living light she'd pour into my day
A breathing of the air again,
A whisper to my trusted friend,
A gathering of life upon her face

I want to say this to the children:
Life is harder than you ever thought it would be.
But in the darkness of the pain,
Standing on the edge of hell,
What is true may still be hidden,
Like a book high on a shelf.
Persevere in love, my sons and daughters,
Do not leave the well.
You will find the living water

When I lay down, still and quiet, I haven't quite fallen asleep
There's another soul beside me that I pray for the Lord to keep
At times I forget to be grateful for the marvel and bloom of each day
But somehow this silence reminds me just to say . . .

You are the Giver, and You've given this moment to me
You have parted this lonely dark sea--
I walk in the land of Your living, embracing the gift of The Giver

When I'm stretched thin, to my breaking, I cling to my unconquered pride;

Light . . . through a window,
An invitation at the back door
The warmth of love alive,
Drawing me inside

I was walking through the forest,
My feet lost in the snow,
And then a face was looking toward me,
Like someone I should know,
And they were standing in a doorway,
In a house all full of glow
And there was no way that I could say no,
There was no way that I could say no...