Sitting in what's become "my chair",
on the top of our rented beach house,
I can see and hear the waves
as they make their way onto the sandy shore.
This has been my special spot,
where I've come to read, to pray, and to write.
Today, as I recline in the burgundy, wooden chair,
I close my eyes, blocking any possible distractions.
The beauty of this place is a powerful reminder
of how, daily, we are surrounded by Your majesty.
I take a deep breath, almost tasting Your goodness.
I feel the sun beating down to warm my cheeks
and a gentle breeze washes over me like an embrace.
The thought of Who You are
and how You love me overwhelms my heart,
bringing a smile to my face, as tears gently fall from my eyes.
Through my headphones, my ears are flooded with beautiful melodies,
as one of my favorite vocalists lifts Your name in praise.
As I listen, my heart is stirred,
for I long to share my songs too.
Sitting in what's become "my chair",
on the top deck of our rented beach house,
I can see and hear the waves,
as they make their way onto the sandy shore.
This has become my special spot,
where I've come to read, to pray, and to write.
Today, as I recline in the burgundy, wooden chair,
You remind me that every day I live to serve You
my life sings.
