The Old Blog in the Desert

Father God, this ain’t my church
This isn’t even my town, Lord,
Yet here I find myself, my search
Looking for you and Your Holy Word.

Father God, I am at the well,
I am that lone Samaritan woman,
Listening, hearing, running to tell
Everyone about Your loving plan.

Father God, I am Peter the Rock,
Climbing from the boat, in me
My faith more than mere talk,
My feet in the waters’ stormy sea.

Father God, I am Paul your Servant,
Who came to persecute Your name,
Then in Your name came to plant
Your church, spreading Your acclaim.

Father God, this ain’t my church,
This isn’t even my town, Lord,
But here I stand in my search
Knowing you and Your Holy Word.