Dreaming of a future

As we wrestle the future of God's church, the challenges of the waning of the church, not because God has turned His eyes from us, but because we, the church, have been seduced by the gods of this world, intoxicated by our own host cutlure - having lost our place as missionaries within our own host culture, we ache for the Kingdom, the complete reality of the Kingdom in our land, in our people, in our culture...

While praying this very dream and future this morning, God sent clearing a poem, prayer and song to me. I'm not even sure why or its application, but felt it appropriate to share with you.

May He bless, favor and lead you.
Mike

ANCIENT WORDS
Holy Words Long preserved
For our walk in this world.
They resound with God's own heart
O let the Ancient Words impart

Words of life, Words of hope
They give us strength and help us cope
In this world where err we roam
Ancient Words will guide us home

Ancient Words ever true
Changing me, changing you
We have come with open hearts
O' let the Ancient Words impart

Holy Word of our faith
Handed down to this age
Came to us through sacrifice
O' heed the faithful words of Christ

Holy Words long preserved
for our walk in this world
They resound with God's own heart
O let the Ancient Words impart

Ancient Words ever true
Changing me, changing you
We have come with open hearts
O' let the Ancient Words impart

Ancient Words ever true
Changing me, changing you
We have come with open hearts
O' let the Ancient Words impart

We have come with open hearts
O' let the Ancient Words impart

O' let the Ancient Words impart