cs lewis song, brooke fraser

If I find in myself
desires nothing in this world can satisfy,
I can only conclude
that I, I was not made for here
If the flesh that I fight is at best
only light and momentary,
then of course I'll feel nude
when to where I'm destined I'm compared

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
as I wait for hope to come for me

Am I lost or just less found?
On the straight or on the roundabout
of the wrong way?
Is this a soul that stirs in me
is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?
'Cause my comfort would prefer for me to be numb
And avoid the impending birth
of who I was born to become

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
as I wait for hope to come for me

For we, we are not long here
Our time is but a breath,
so we better breathe it
And I, I was made to live
I was made to love
I was made to know you
Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming for me
Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
as I wait for hope to come for me
For me, for me, for me

I'm ready for a change. something big. something drastic. I'm ready to be shaken off my feet by god, to be pushed to a new limit of comfort and honesty with josh, to be questioned on what I know and what I'm prepared to give, to follow and grow and change. I'm ready to be real. I'm ready for adventure, for the kind of adventure that breaks you and puts you back together, that meets people, takes people, molds people in its way. I'm ready to recklessly love, to stretch young life relationships and muslim relationships to the breaking point with the recognition that I have lots to lose and they have the world to gain. I'm ready to run that goes more miles than I knew I could, to breathe harder and faster than I thought was possible, to fly. I'm ready to read something in the bible that makes me fall to the floor in worship--giving thanks for all things, all times, always--and to be forever changed by it. I'm ready for this year.