here i am.

so here i am.

an official blogger. i'm not really even sure how to do this. all i do know is that i like to write, but i don't like to capitalize my letters. ever. especially not my i's. this is because i am small compared to the Creator of the universe. the One who holds the Pleiades in His hand and grabs Orion by his belt.

i suppose i will start with this. something i have been thinking about for some time:

love, where is your fire? i've been sitting here smoking away.
making signals with sticks and odd ends and bits, but still there's no sign of a flame.
imposters have been passing, offering good-feeling glow,
but i'm holding out for what You are about - an Inferno that burns to the bone.
some urge me to be temperate, but lukewarm will never do.

'cos i, i wanna blaze with You,
so i'm holding my heart out to You,
holding my heart out.

so i stand, handing out torches,
speaking Words that are lamps to their feet.
til the time when You come and i'm whole and we are one and the Fire in me is complete.
some tell me to be moderate, but lukewarm will never do.

'cos i, i know i'll blaze with You,
so i'm holding my heart out to You,
holding my heart out.

then a doubt comes to lie at the back of my mind
that i'll offer you me and you'll politely decline,
so i hasten to mute it, I'll shout and rebuke it - "away! away, away, away!"

'cos i, i know i'll blaze with You,
so i'm holding my heart out to You,
holding my heart out.