View from the top of the church.
Trujillo, Peru is quite literally a desert.
There is sand everywhere and I have yet to see a drop of rain and blades of
grass are few and far between. As I listen to Desert Song by Hillsong, I
listen to the prayer of my heart.
There is sand everywhere and I have yet to see a drop of rain and blades of
grass are few and far between. As I listen to Desert Song by Hillsong, I
listen to the prayer of my heart.
This is my prayer
in the desert
In weakness or
trial or pain
There is a faith
proved to more worth than gold
So refine me Lord
through the flame
I am thousands of miles from home, from
family and friends, and from comfort. I feel as though I am running on my last
drops. But I press on in faith. I know that God is working and moving and He is
going to fill me again.
I know I’m filled
to be emptied again
The seed I’ve
received I will sew
Praise God! He is worth of praise
regardless of circumstances. Even in the desert.
All of my life, in
every season
You are still God,
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to
worship
I will rejoice I
will declare
God is my victory
and He is here
Many Blessings,
Kim
