Put down your paper plate
Come to the table made
Deep blue china
Found on the table by the wine
So fine
Oh, I miss You so
The feel of forever
Oh, that taste I know
It hurts to remember
Unfortunately high
Ironically dissatisfied
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
So tonight I sit listening to these words written by Shane and Shane feeling numb and tired. I havent spent much time with my Father lately, knowing all too well the meaning of the lines “unfortunately High Ironically dissatisfied” Thank you God for not leaving me though I put you on like a wedding dress and I run down the aisle. There are so many times that I get on my knees and repent of the same sins over and over again, but each time God washes me making me clean as freshly fallen snow…mmmm…thankyou Jesus, Abba, Father.
“Therefore there is now no condemnation for those who are in in Christ Jesus because through Christ Jesus the law of the spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death” Romans 8:1-2
