This thought has been spoken to my heart in light
of a friend's death this past week. The brevity of
life is so clear in these times. I posted at my blog,
and share it here with you, for the glory of the
Lord.
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Proverbs 20:27
The spirit of man is the candle of the Lord,
searching all the inward parts...
As the soft wick yields to the stronger force of fire,
a candle is inflamed, giving light in the darkness
that surrounded it. Over time, the candle
changes as it is consumed.
The person consumed by the fire of the Lord
will be changed by it, providing warmth and
light to those in darkness. As their life is spent-
consumed- by and for the Lord, they will fulfill
their purpose.
Lord, kindle my heart... it cannot be kindled
without You... consume me with Your fire, so
shall I serve my purpose, in You.
*******
of a friend's death this past week. The brevity of
life is so clear in these times. I posted at my blog,
and share it here with you, for the glory of the
Lord.
*******
Proverbs 20:27
The spirit of man is the candle of the Lord,
searching all the inward parts...
As the soft wick yields to the stronger force of fire,
a candle is inflamed, giving light in the darkness
that surrounded it. Over time, the candle
changes as it is consumed.
The person consumed by the fire of the Lord
will be changed by it, providing warmth and
light to those in darkness. As their life is spent-
consumed- by and for the Lord, they will fulfill
their purpose.
Lord, kindle my heart... it cannot be kindled
without You... consume me with Your fire, so
shall I serve my purpose, in You.
*******
As the moon kindles the night
As the wind kindles the fire
As the rain fills every ocean
And the sun the earth
With your heart kindle my heart
As the wind kindles the fire
As the rain fills every ocean
And the sun the earth
With your heart kindle my heart
Take my heart
Take my heart
Kindle it with your heart
And my heart
Cannot be
Kindled without you
With your heart kindle my heart.
Take my heart
Kindle it with your heart
And my heart
Cannot be
Kindled without you
With your heart kindle my heart.
~Patrick Doyle, 1995