Poetry

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Deliverance

Heavenly Father, Lord, I exalt Thee
I praise the only One who delivers me
You hold me in Your mighty hands
Forever Your promise stands

Deliverance is of the Lord, my God
Even as my body in this world trod
My spirit is home in Your Kingdom
From all my worries, You give me freedom

My eyes see only wind and waves
Yet my heart looks to He who saves
My Rock, My Shield, and My Comfort
Victory in Christ is my only report

Though I walk in the valley of death
You give to me life giving breath
You are the Lamp unto my feet
Through You I know no defeat

My life and all, I freely give
I have died so I may live
My flesh attempts to betray
While my deliverance seems to delay

Your timing is perfect always
You hear when Your child prays
Renew my strength while I wait
My fears and worries You abate

My spirit is on the brink of despair
Help me place my burdens in Your care
Don’t let my flesh win this battle
Do not let my faith be rattled

I stand firmly on Your promise
To do less, I would be remiss
Let me seek and see only Your face
As I stand fully in Your grace

Take from me this burden of worry
This in not from You and is unnecessary
I have been, in the past, a poor steward
My heart feels as if it has been skewered

I have already been delivered
The enemy’s bonds have been severed
Let my eyes focus on the victory
Not on my poor personal history

I have tried and failed again and again
Relying on my strength trying to win
Take from me my life what I cannot give
A life fully in You help me to live

I desire to walk in Your Kingdom now
Only Your Spirit can show me how
Help me, Lord, with my unbelief
It can only cause my heart grief

Show me Your Kingdom in this world
Let Your banner of victory be unfurled
Increase the faith inside of me
Until it is only Your Kingdom I see

Brothers and Sisters,

I wrote this poem as a prayer. My family and I are scheduled to relocate to Sasebo, Japan for the next three years. At the time I accept the orders we were very excited about the chance to go back to Japan again. Yet as we become more involved in our church here in Washington, the less excited we are about leaving. We have been praying to stay here because we both feel that our service here in not yet complete. God is a God of miracles and the can still keep us here if He so decides. I ask only that His will be done.

As I am making preparations to travel, I find myself overwhelmed with fear and worry. I look at our financial situation and see danger. I look at the move and feel stress for all that goes into moving to another country. I am at a point of brokenness that I must come into prayer. Only God can sustain me in this hour. The good thing is I feel completely out of control. The bad thing is I feel completely out of control. My flesh wants to be in charge, while my spirit yields to God.

As I prayed this poem I asked the Lord to give me a Word of comfort. He gave me Psalm 91. What a Word.

God bless. Keep serving.

In Christ,
Christian

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