on the 12th day

Steve and I want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas... from Austin to Georgia to Canada to Tiberius to Germany and back to the California coast... you are loved!

By night I sought the one I love;

I sought him, but I did not find him.
“I will rise now,” I said,

“And go about the city; In the streets and in the squares

I will seek the one I love.”

I sought him, but I did not find him.

The watchmen who go about the city found me;

I said, “Have you seen the one I love?”

Scarcely had I passed by them,
When I found the one I love.

I held him and would not let him go,

Song of Solomon 3, verses 1-4

Jesus I know you are here
I see you everywhere I go
Your hand upon mine
Your eyes shining through

You surround this city from without and within
You are the sun-kissed ripples in the waters of Town Lake
You are the birds in the treetops singing their morning song
You are the believers bent in prayer at the corner of 12th and Chicon
You are so close, I know your breath, and yet this longing goes on

You are the wind on the pond and the clouds heavy with rain
You are the downpour that paints the streets and eases our pain
You are the haloed rainbow that can’t ever be explained
You are the light in Syd’s eyes, and the artist in Ben’s hands
You are the enduring love and warmth in Steve’s heart

You are the shadowy Wing that covers me when sleep is lost
You are the Voice who calls to me in the stillest night
You are the Mercy who says, “Weep now for the lost”
You are Jesus who smiles so dangerously in the storm

You are the Warrior I chase after on the warpath
Your war cry sends a message, victorious and loud,
Your feet are set, swift and final to the enemy
And with Your one breath idols are cast out of the city

You stand at the top of your holy mountain
The Door that can never ever be shut by man
You say now meet Me here at the gate
You say to your city find Me here

Jesus I know you are here
I see you everywhere I go
Your hand upon mine
Your eyes shining through