The inquisitive mind is on a quest
Unfolding the layers of mystery
Insinuate an alluding innuendo
Vigilant citizens, hearken thee
Yet perhaps sometimes it's all in the mind
A wordplay, a symbol, a coincidence
What is perceptivity but a mere illusion
When things are seen in absence
To unveil the depth of a matter
How brilliant we would be
But when there your heart is also
Digging for treasure is too easy
And to the mysteries of the mystic
Interest barely bothers to scratch its skin
God's word at face value is aplenty
Just a ticket to heaven with my Heart of a Queen
How deep, how wide, how long
The heart will never know
For the heart does not seek to know
To uncover the mysteries hidden in the pages, now that is something.
Yet often we think that the word of God is confined to something the alphabets can convey.
And the scales that fall from the eyes of Saul are the scales that shroud yours.
If we would all recognise that every word is God-breathed, how much more would you respect it?
Extricate to delve deep.
That shall be my mission!
If authors of best-selling books can do it, why not me?
Why can't the mysteries of God be opened to me?
So yes, I will strive to have my eyes polished and shined to crystal clarity!
:)
Unfolding the layers of mystery
Insinuate an alluding innuendo
Vigilant citizens, hearken thee
Yet perhaps sometimes it's all in the mind
A wordplay, a symbol, a coincidence
What is perceptivity but a mere illusion
When things are seen in absence
To unveil the depth of a matter
How brilliant we would be
But when there your heart is also
Digging for treasure is too easy
And to the mysteries of the mystic
Interest barely bothers to scratch its skin
God's word at face value is aplenty
Just a ticket to heaven with my Heart of a Queen
How deep, how wide, how long
The heart will never know
For the heart does not seek to know
To uncover the mysteries hidden in the pages, now that is something.
Yet often we think that the word of God is confined to something the alphabets can convey.
And the scales that fall from the eyes of Saul are the scales that shroud yours.
If we would all recognise that every word is God-breathed, how much more would you respect it?
Extricate to delve deep.
That shall be my mission!
If authors of best-selling books can do it, why not me?
Why can't the mysteries of God be opened to me?
So yes, I will strive to have my eyes polished and shined to crystal clarity!
:)
posted by sarah at 2:17 AM
3 Comments:
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aww sad my comment disappeared
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(gotta rush out in 5 mins flat. haha but u'r IMPT so here goes)
i know you will get what you ask for, so keep up the firm resolve.. always here to lend tht extra "spur" factor.. cos i dream to share in that wonder and joy of discovering God's mysteries unfolding in ur life ynoe!
much love to you sarah!
Sorry for my bad english. Thank you so much for your good post. Your post helped me in my college assignment, If you can provide me more details please email me.
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