This posts about the Holy Spirit, a talk we had at training
Deon spoke about it on a day when it was raining
You were the water, we were the cup, in the analogy he shared
That when we’re filled with more of You, we’ll be much more prepared
When things don’t go our way, or chaos seems to reign
We overflow with more of You, instead of sulk and complain
You gave me an image, after the message, when I sat down to pray
As I’m leaving the country, the month is on display
I didn’t pour Your love out, on the people that we met
I only poured myself out, which lead me to regret
Unstoppable tears, slowly streamed, down my face at camp
I’m definitely not a person, to leave with sleeves so damp
It devastates me thinking, I boast for my own glory
Instead of pointing people to You, the author of their story
I want to pour Your love out, on everyone I meet
Only You can satisfy, Your words cannot be beat
You know the deepest desires, and longings of our heart
So why not ask Your guidance, from the very start
I will not leave a country, regretting what I missed
Even if what You want us to share, leaves us getting dissed
You have a plan for everything, although we may not know
Plans for a hope and a future, even if it doesn’t appear so
Fill my cup with more of You, each and every day
So people May encounter Your love, in every single way
Thank you for showing me blind spots, that I could not see well
And I hope that people would know You more, through this story that I tell!
