Cross of Lights

Like a foolish dreamer, trying to build a highway to the sky
All my hopes would come tumbling down, and I never knew just why
Until today, when you pulled away the clouds that hung like curtains on my eyes
Well I've been blind all these wasted years and I thought I was so wise
But then You took me by surprise

Like waking up from the longest dream, how real it seemed
Until Your love broke through
I've been lost in a fantasy, that blinded me
Until Your love broke through

The words are Phil Keaggy's, the memory is that of Keith Green singing it, and the present reality is that the Cross is my only plea. "Thanks be to God who always leads us in His triumph in Christ and manifest in us the sweet aroma of the knowledge of Him in every place."

The photograph was taken Friday evening at New Life Ranch, as young people testified to the changes God had wrought in their lives during a week of camp. Intentionally de-focused to represent the tears of this grateful heart for what God had done in others and a foreshadow of the further breaking of my own heart as His refining fire purifies my own soul.

Selah.