And they cried, "Where, Lord, is our sign?"
If only proof could be manifested by design
then, we then would be ready to believe
Show us, God, wondrous signs, let us receive
As foolish, spoiled children is how you cry
sign or no, you lips can only tell a lie
through ears and eyes you will not hear or see
You cannot fathom or believe in what must be
Does not the sun rise, nor the wind blow
there, children, for your touch so you may know
rains fall in season, the moon's cycle is complete
Yet children, as Israel, you trade manna for meat
How long, children, must this rebellion last?
Oh children! Do not be deceived by your past
Through rose-colored glass you look back there
You do not remember all your pain and despair
If only you can see, you only have to believe
by God's mercy and grace you can all receive
let go of the sin that ensnares, have celebration
accept the sacrifice of the Lamb, receive salvation.
Dear Brothers and Sisters,
The Lord inspired this poem when I was still 30,000 feet in the air somewhere over the western U.S. I was studying for the next Sunday School lesson and this poem came about. Often times when reading about the Exodus, I easily get frustrated. I look at God's chosen people and all the signs and wonders that He did for them, yet they rebelled. Even though He was visibly with them and met there needs in everything they still complained and rebelled. I used to believe that they were the only ones, but the Lord revealed to me just how much like the Israelites I am. How often He gives me miracles and signs, yet I do not always show enough appreciation. I also came to realize that I'm not alone. Now I practice putting my name in the verse of the OT as I was taught to do in the NT. Amazing how it fits. We need to see and remember that God is active in our lives everyday and we need to be thankful for that. Yes, this poem is geared toward the unbeleivers wanting a sign to be able to believe, but it is also a warning to those who should know, but don't. I pray this touches hearts and souls. To God be all glory, honor, and praise. God bless, my friends.
Powerful anointed Excellent poem!
Yes, God is so Very Faithful and is so Involved in our hearts and lives 24/7 as we let Him be the Lord of our Lives!
Great reminder to me to always Give Thanks in all things!
With Christian Love,