Curriculum

Curriculum

 

A thousand miles of detours took me so far from You

A thousand deeds of darkness proved that I was untrue

A thousand disappointments are filling me with grief

A thousand doubts seek to destroy any semblance of belief.

 

All the sideroads, all the choices

Listening to a thousand voices

The chaos of competing views

Invested in us soon come due.

 

A thousand years of solitude couldnít make me miss you more

I stand so far away from you on some far distant shore.

A thousand strong excuses confuse my double mind

For a thousand glimpses of your glory had driven me half blind.

 

So give me one ear to hear

One eye to see

One mouth to speak

To eternity.

For though Iím lost and so far away

The miles are covered in a moment when I pray.

 

A thousand points of promise giving rise to hope anew

A thousand signs of grace have made me wonder if its true

And a thousand words of witness transformation have revealed

A thousand balms of Gilead have rendered my soul healed.

 

So give me one ear to hear

One eye to see

One mouth to speak

To eternity.

For though Iím lost and so far away

The miles are covered in a moment when I pray.

 

Anthony Foster

August 28, 2007