Wholly Captivated

I am fearfully and wonderfully made
Who else, but the God of the universe
could form me, transform me and conform me
into the image of His Son with such patience,
love and devotion.
I am wholly captivated by His holy presence in me
as I am slowly becoming more like Him.
The manifest work of God permeates
every facet of my being bringing beauty
out of brokenness and fecundity out of fragmentation.
My soul shutters at the thundering crash
of silence as I pause to hear your still small voice.
It echoes off the mountains and bubbles from the fountains
only heard through the sounds when I quiet my heart.
Be still my soul.
Of the countless sayings by the sons of men
It is your Word and your words that I long for.
My life drenched in grace, hurried in pace
has found a place where I am known.
Come tabernacle with me at the altar of my life.
I desperately need your presence.
My parts are merging at your gentle urging
and my path converging with this passionate clan.
Bind our hearts with the yoke of Christ
that we may be one as you are.