Always in Need

We are always in need of newness,
We are always in need of Your forgiveness,
We are always in need of Your mercy,
We are always in need of You,

We stand desperate for Your grace,
We stand in need of Your light,
We are always in need of Your teaching,
We are constantly in need of You,

It doesn't matter how old, how mature, or how wise we think we are, we will always be in need of You.
In our frustration to understand certain Scripture, one thing always remains clear. We are always in need of You.
As the years grow on and we learn more about Your son, we realize that we are always in need of Your Saving Son.
In the mud, in the mess, in the frustration, we are reminded that we are always in need of You.
However we stand, wherever we stand, we always stand in need of You.

The rocks cry out your name, and the fields that wave in the wind whisper it,
The mountain stand as testimony, and the star glimmers faithfully,
All of creation knows its place,
But our souls stand defiant and unwilling to testify to Your goodness,
So we are always in need of Your good discipline to bring us back to reality again.

Our souls stand against you, and refuse with pursed lips,
We are unwilling to budge because we feel that You have directly caused us unnecessary pain.
We feel that You have scarred us unduly,
And we have lists of charges against Your good name,

When with the crowds we say that we love You,
But when alone we want to lash out against Your holy name,
The hurt we harbor is deep and wide,
When we are alone we admit that we really don't like You, or Your ways,

But Your grace overpowers our sinful stubborn souls,
And You cause us to cry out Hosanna, and truly understand.
We look to the resurrection, and the newness of life,
Continue today the good work You have started along ago,
Continue to draw sinful man back into Your arms.

We admit we do not understand Your ways, Your lead, Your path,
We always wish we could have it some other way,
But in the end, not our will, but Yours be done.

So take our dark and dry souls,
Clean out our whitewashed tombs that are beautiful on the outside, but reek of death on the inside,
Bring in Your newness, and bring in Your light,
Help us to give You praise for all of Your ways, and not just for Your ways that we traditionally like.

Take the dead and brittle bricks from buildings vacant and old, and replace them with your people and build your church with living stones.

You are the God, the God who makes us new.
And we are the people, the people always in need of You.