Close your eyes! Try to picture it. I’m in this place that stimulates a serenity that seems to possess all of my thoughts. It’s the one place everyone runs towards when they are overcome by their emotions, which can be both good and bad.
Imagine walking down a hall where every step I take I’m a little more closer to my soul, to my heart, and upon arriving to a spot that is illuminated with candles, all holding a secret they cannot share. I look onto the shrine that has been so rightly position as if to make me feel the saints that overlook me in the stoops. As I kneel, head bowed down I intertwine with a wise man and gently say:
"I want to fall in love with You"
Inside our hearts we know that this is a sanctuary where we come and seek compassion and remorse. Sitting quietly I hear a man speak words that seem to captivate my soul, he articulates these moral lessons that seem to come alive, and as my eyes wonder about the walls all filled with such intellectual people that gave us reasons to believe we can be lead towards the right passage and there I understood why:
He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens As close a heartbeat or a song on our lips Someday we'll trust Him and learn how to see Him Someday He'll call us and we will come running and fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and we'll pray
It is rather peculiar to choose this specific place to be described, but in my heart I truly believe this site can save souls and lead those who find themselves astray in the right path. I come here often, once a week as do many who share these same ideals: Sitting silent wearing Sunday bestThe sermon echoes through the wallsA great salvation through it calls to the peoplewho stare into nowhere, and can't feel the chains on their souls I hold a firm belief that sometimes we are so drawn into our own selfish lives we pass through this wonderful place day after day, year after year, generation after generation, and not one day do we come inside this house and repent over our wrong doings. But instead we live in a blinded world where most of us are too afraid or have gone too astray to remember this one haven that has existed far beyond our times. There every Sunday I can’t help but to fall in the conviction that:
It seems too easy to call you "Savior",Not close enough to call you "God"
So as I sit and think of words I can mentionto show my devotion The house of God is where I come not only to show repentance but to convey all the emotions the human being is capable of experiencing, because the meaning of a place should be able to create a lucid look upon you, since in the end It is your sanctuary. And remember:
My Heart Beats For You
Music By: Jars Of Clay – Love Song For a Savior