Watching from the deck Lord
There’s a woman half my age
Sitting on the foot of the Cottage ramp
Shivering in the days cold and damp.
Invite her up for a hot cup of java
She sees the open Bible and scoffs
So I tell her my story with You
And she’s hungry to know can You help her too?
She shares her story with tears and sighs
Barren, broken and now abandoned
No one will ever love her again she’s sure
Little I say will make a difference to her.
I start with Sarah, Rebecca and Hannah
Tell her I know You and the difference You’ve made
Maybe. Maybe she’s willing to listen
Even though in her eyes tears still glisten.
Silence stretched on she gets up to leave
Half-way down the beach she turns to wave
Will she ever come back this guest unplanned
Ever make God a friend to help her to stand?
Don’t have the answers I leave it to You
But I thank You so much for our guest today
For the chance to share in another’s life
May Your words shine a light n her strife.
Thank You Lord for this place by the Sea
A place of prayer and serenity
Tomorrow Lord for it’s in You hand.
Send another guest down along the sand.
Let it be,