5.10.2011

My eyes are dry...

There is this classic song from Keith Green that is rattling around in my heart right now:
My eyes are dry
My faith is old
My heart is hard
My prayers are cold
And I know how I ought to be
Alive to You and dead to me

But what can be done
For an old heart like mine
Soften it up
With oil and wine
The oil is You, Your Spirit of love
Please wash me anew
With the wine of Your Blood

It is as though I have forgotten my sole purpose in life is to minister, not to work, build, or keep up with technology. But to minister. To Jesus and to people.

I think about the words of Jesus to the Ephesian church in Revelation 2:1-7 when he says, “You have left the love you had in the beginning,” and think about my life, filled with much-ness and many-ness and long for that first time love.

When I first fell madly in love with Jesus, there was nothing He could ask that I didn't say yes to. To quote Keith Green, I was filled with the oil and the wine of knowing the lover of my soul. But as time has gone on, I'm growing cold.

The question remains, how do we heat it back up again? Quiet? Solitude? Still trying to get that one. I can only rest in Him and let His oil and wine flow.