Come Lord Jesus, Come.
Let us invite him into this place.
God, we want more of you.
I am afraid our lyrics proclaim
a distance that doesn’t exist
like God is far away
just waiting for us to say the right phrase
then He’ll stop what He’s busy doing
and descend from heaven
walk through our buildings doors
to hand out a blessing
you may laugh and say,
“Brooke, they are only words.”
but words are all we have
when we are trying to:
document the divine,
portray a higher power,
define love,
it’s important they stay true
one wrong word can trip up
a confused and searching heart
lead them to believe they have to do
We are broken for you
We are hungry
We must be filled
we cry like refugees in the desert
so far from home
not realizing our need is an illusion
there is a feast and an endless flow of water
within us
I am afraid our speech reflects
we are still waiting
for the news
to change from bad to good
even though all goodness and love
already surround us
brookelouvier.com 
Awesome, simple & clearly stated! Please go one farther for a guy like me who spends much time off the grid (no FB, YouTube & greatly filtered content) in a country. List songs or singers that are there about this like God fry Birtrell! Any more?
Love & prayers, Russ