I don’t see any water
I’m surrounded by sand
I feel lost in this land
I look to the left
Then to the right
No other person is in my sight
You’re here alone for a reason
I hear a voice say from afar
I look up and see a shining star
Why is that star shining by day?
I yell as if someone can hear
Then look up again and nothing is there
Out here in the desert
I continue searching for water
Soon I come upon a fire
The voice returns and I hear
This is for you to be refined
This voice must be out of his mind
It’s hot in the desert
I do not need any fire
But within me I’m drawn to it—desire
I look at my skin
My feet are turning gold
My hands are so silver and bold
I look back at the sky
Nearly speechless, I utter “why?”
Because you’re my child—I cry.
Zechariah 3:19-And I will put this third into the fire, and refine them as one refines silver,
and test them as gold is tested. They will call upon my name,and I will answer them.
I will say, ‘They are my people’; and they will say, ‘The Lord is my God.’”
