Like the Moon
/For years I have been spinning here,
Just wasting precious time.
Surrounded by the darkness of
A life I can’t define.
What is my job? What is my task?
The heart within me screams!
With scars and craters all around
No answer there would seem.
I have no thing to offer
This world within myself.
Just rock and dust, an image of
A ball upon a shelf.
But here, in this darkness
While I fear I’m on my own,
A flood of light came pouring in,
The brightest ever shown!
Light from the Son so bright
That I can hardly see.
Its in this light I hear Him say
“You are to reflect Me!”
So now with joyful excitement
A mission I have found.
Given by the Son above
To spread His love around.
But what of all my craters
And the scars along the way,
He just says they are the evidence of
His glory on display.
For what power do I have
To resist this Awe-full sight.
So with everything within me,
I will reflect His Glorious Light.