Wellspring

Oh refuge of my hardened heart
oh fast pursuing lover come
as angels dance around your throne
my life by captured fair your own
not silhouette of trodden faith
nor death shall not my steps be guide
I'll pirouette upon my grave
for in your path I'll run and hide
Oh gaze of love
So melt my pride
That I may in your house but kneel
and in my brokenness to cry
spring worship unto thee
Spring worship unto thee

When beauty breaks the spell of pain
the bludgeoned heart shall burst in vain
but not when love be 'pointed king
for truth shall then forever reign
Sweet Jesus carry me away
from cold of night and dust of day
in ragged hour or salt worn eye
be my desire my wellspring lye- Hymn; Jars of Clay


As she continued praying, before the Lord, Eli observed her mouth. Hannah was speaking in her heart; only her lips moved, and her voice was not heard. Therefore Eli took her to be a drunken woman. And Eli said to her, "How long will you go on being drunk? Put away your wine from you." But Hannah answered, "No, no my lord, I am a woman troubled in spirit, I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but I have been pouring my soul out before the Lord. Do not regard your servant as a worthless woman, for all along I have been speaking out of my great anxiety and vexation. Then Eli answered, "Go in peace, and the God of Israel grant your petition that you have made of him." And she said, "Let your servant find favor in your eyes. " Then the woman went her way and ate and her face was no longer sad. - 1 Samuel 1: 12-18

Prayer is not mearily a means of talking or communicating but a yearning, a longing for such petitions that you are deemed "drunk" or crazy in the eyes of others. Hannah sought a son with tears. If then Hannah who sought a son with such yearning is thought crazy--how much more then should our desperation be for Christ? Yearning for that which can truly satisfy- God..prayer is then the scream and shout of the cracked and parched soul for the only comfort it will truly gain- GOD.