Running and running...
doesnt mind that she's uncivilised...
passing by bumping crowds...
hear many scowling...
forget her weary...
forget her messiness....
she's trying to catch every minute with Him...
she miss Him so much...
dejected that she is late..
not for the band...
not for the guest band...
not for the new faces...
but for Him,
the time that she can rejoice,
the time that she can jump,
all For Him...
and yes,
she is there in the crowd,
refill again with new grace,
her longing is returned,
she is touched,
that she can let go her spring
she is touched,
that He let her feel Him
every single minute she is there,
she is touched,
because He really knows her,
His grace is never late.
that girl is me.
*TLG Youth Conference 2008,Saturday night.*
