CONSUMED (Part 1)

We are your burning ones

We are consumed by you

We set our lives apart

We are consumed you

Consumed

Saturated

Drenched

Father let your presence fill my lungs as if my name were eve

Shatter these earthly scales from my eyes so that your light may blind my spirit

Walk by faith and not by sight

This should be our prayer

Our anthem for everyday

But instead we walk in spotlights orchestrated around ourselves

And we become more like offspring of the world

Than the child of the creator

How sad it is when a father cannot claim his own child

We sometimes are consumed with so much that is not of God he doesn’t even recognize our face

Sin can sink deep within the place where his fire should dwell

They say it’s the enemies’ ugly head that rears in our direction

But in fact it’s his hands that capture our attention

Cos within them he holds the desire of worldly thrones

Claiming we can be its King and Queens

If we only bow one knee

But these are lies he plants within us and waters with deception

Light and darkness cannot reside in the same place

So how do you think those roses of spirituality will face the weeds of contradiction

The choking will last for only so long until its just death that creates the friction

But see what Satan doesn’t know is what you’ve already been given

Within you God has placed a key

That belongs to his kingdom

A kingdom that cannot be shaken and that’s where your name has been written

But we continue to play these consumption games as if we were Christian Barbie and ken

Thinking we are fooling someone with our helium-inflated ideas

All claiming in high-pitched unity that God is the flame inside of we

But really were just lighting our own match with ignition of ourselves

And in our minds were praising a God who looks just like us

Talks like us

And thinks like us

So now the match we thought we lit

Is still in the box we tried to put God in

And he stands by our sides as he watches us try

To put the greatest being of this universe

In a man made thing

He questions

And asks

And commands

Stop trying to suffocate me

Just let me consume you

With every richness that exists

Joy that is nothing less than pure bliss

With the kind of peace known by a infant in their mothers arms

Let me consume you