I found God....or did I?

Broke, broken...I had made my life a miserable mess
I went to the woods where I knew I'd find quietness
There I found God in the gentle summer breeze
I thought I could hear Him in the wind
                            moving through the leaves
                            from the bushes up to the trees

Drunken, I went back there again in the middle of my nightmare
The air was so clear and the stars we so close, right there
I found God again calling, calling to my troubled soul
But it took me years and years to understand
                            His plan for my life to unfold
                            His ultimate goal

Looking back I see clearly now I didn't find Him
He wasn't lost!   I was:  It was He who found me back then!  
When Jesus found me He picked me up 
                            and showed me His awesome love
                            Thank You Jesus so much

He sent people in my path every step of the way
As I remember it now, He did that because He heard my cry

                    He heard me pray--

What a God!      such amazing grace
What a God!      worthy to be praised
I found God?!?  no.... He found me!
What a God!      He loved me back then
                            and He loves me right now

What a God! 

I'm set free!

--bro. tim pickl
Saturday January 28, 2006 A.D.

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