A Pastor's Life

I've told so many stories

Re-told them many times

I guess I've lost the gravity

To repeat so many lines

Still every moment, every gesture

Feels too weak to express

The ways You've always moved me

Even in my unworthiness

They have said that I'm a leader

And I know they mean it well

But I'm just a fellow wanderer

Panting at the well

Maybe I have been a dreamer

Shared a dream, one or two

But every roadway, every song

Keeps coming back to You

I've longed to bring them comfort

To carry loads too big to bear

I've wanted to give them wisdom

The most I can do is share.

I always want to be in control

To be the man I need to be

I've walked so fast and come so far

And I'm still where I used to be

I've prayed for so many

And God You know I've hurt for them too

But after years, I still come running back

To be held by You

Maybe all is worth nothing

If I can't look back and count the cost

But I've seen so many reach You

That just like me, once were lost

 It isn't my illusions that I was a far better man

It's how You used this sinner

To be a part of Your plan

So thank You, dear Jesus

As I kneel here on the floor

That You've let me keep my promise

To keep Your word as my sword

In the end, too many riches

Than could be told by just one man

A life-time, or a thousand

Building castles in the sand

That only pale by far in relation

To the glory of You we'll see

One day when my Jesus

You call us back to thee