Your Wondrous Cross
I yearn the days of old when your wondrous cross satisfied my need.
Your cross is my richest gain and yet I find myself feeling empty.
I look up and I see a distant God, You are far from me.
How did I disconnect my heart from Your bleeding sacrifice?
I find myself fighting to gain that which I lost many years ago.
It’s ironic, it never belonged to me.
I want your blessing.
Is this what You want as well?
I have pride, but I despise it.
I find myself boasting. I do not want to offend you.
I’m not sure if I’m after vain things that charm me…
Or if this is your plan for me?
Your wondrous cross is the deepest love and the deepest sorrow I have ever known.
Your love is so divine and yet I find myself with thorns.
Because of Your wondrous cross demand of me my soul, my life, my all.
This piece was inspired as I reflected on Hymn #175 When I Survey the Wondrous Cross