During Sunday Night’s Community Group, a vision overwhelmed me. Here, I’ll try to capture that experience.

Prayers
Answered.
Hearts spoken to.
Holy Spirit moved,
But by selfishness removed.

And this is what it looks like when
God whispers in the hearts of men.
And this is what it feels like when
Our own ambitions turn us away.

I cried,
For Heaven was crying,
And the sorrow we dealt
Was drowned out by the sorrow I felt.

Nation
Dying.
Saints proclaiming.
Leaders denying
And Heaven is crying.

And this is what it looks like when
God hears our intercessions.
And this is what it feels like when
Those we care about do not listen.

And I cried,
For Heaven was crying,
And the sorrow they dealt
Was drowned out by the sorrow I felt.

Oh, I cried
When I saw how Heaven cries.
And the sorrow–oh, the sorrow–
Was a sorrow I never before felt.

The sorrow–
My sorrow–
Shared in Heaven’s sorrow,
Heaven’s sorrow.

And then I could see,
See what we are meant to be–
See what we could be–
And I cried at the beauty.