She walked a long road
A journey set out for her
before the foundation of
the earth
Looking back trying to
retrieve the steps she took
She is amazed at how far
she has come
For the road she walked
was not an easy one
Different journeys we are on
From different countries,
races and backgrounds
Papa’s sons and daughters
walking out life
One day at a time
Tough days, hard challenges,
dark nights
With only His voice to serve
as our compass
We see His fingerprints on
the highs and lows of our lives
On every painful experience
Every betrayal, every hurt,
every closed door
How He made everything in
our lives, beautiful in His time
We learned to discern His
voice in the midst of many storms
Though many voices would
cry out to get our attention
We learned to be captured
only by One
As the winds of adversity
blew all around us and
through us
We held tight to His hand
In the midst of rejection, betrayal, our deepest pain
We found rest in the shadow
of our Father
When all hell broke loose to escort us back to our past
We held on with all our might
To the gaze of our Father
Guiding and leading us to
His perfect rest
Till we were strengthened
to face the world again
We were stretched beyond
our wildest dreams
Training on higher levels
Battles left us weary and weak
At times we failed, but Papa would encourage us to not
give up
The old disappeared
We were changed by His grace
We said goodbye to many daughters who returned to
their past
The price of surrender was
too much to ask
We took possession of a
place known by few
Where peace is the air
we breath
Not a trace of the scars,
the pain and the hurt
Not a trace of the old we
have dealt with
Everyday as we went
higher with Him
We guarded our hearts
Dealt with the issues that
held us captive
Looking back we started
our journeys with promises from Papa’s heart
We couldn’t wait to make
it our own
We went through strenuous training
To be a holy, set apart people
Now we stand empty handed
Stripped of ourselves, our wants and our needs
Ready to lay down whatever
Papa asks
The promises are on the horizon, but not important anymore
He brought us to this consecrated place in Him
Where nothing else matters, but to be One with Him
To know Him in the fullness
of His majesty and glory
As His love washes over us
Leaving us breathless
Desperate to know Him more
We thought it was a journey
to take a hold of all His promises
He knew it was a journey
that would lead us to be
sold out to Him
Captivated by every facet of His heart filled with love for us
When we open our mouths
People know we have been with
the Father
And we can smile, because
like Job we have heard of Papa before our journeys ,
But now after the journey
our eyes have seen the Father.
~ Ebigale Wilson
Our Eyes Have Seen The Father
The Journey
