My lighthouse

In my wrestling and in my thoughts
In my failures you won't walk out
Your great love will lead me through
You are the peace in my troubled sea

In the silence you won't let go
In the questions your truth will hold
Your great love will lead me through
You are the peace in my troubled sea

My lighthouse
My lighthouse
Shining in the darkness
I will follow you

My lighthouse
My lighthouse
I will trust the promise
You will carry me safe to shore

I won't fear what tomorrow brings
With each morning I'll rise and see
My God's love will lead me through
You are the peace in my troubled sea

You are my light.

My lighthouse
My lighthouse
Shining in the darkness
I will follow you

My lighthouse
My lighthouse
I will trust the promise
You will carry me safe to shore




I need someone to carry me back to shore. To shed light on what is right and what is good. The truth. I am struggling with going back to Beijing tomorrow. I am confident I will be okay and my life will be exciting - it will be buzzing with activities and I will be caught up in the moments of spontaneity. But, I would like more. It is demanding of me, I realise, yet I cannot help but wish that things were more concrete. There are unanswered questions dancing about in my mind.

If I keep my eyes on God and see things through his lenses, should things then not automatically fall into place ? It's hard. It's frighteningly challenging.