Words and Music by Jenny Simmons
After the destruction / In the wake of every storm
The sun reveals the suffering / And all I’ve known is gone
Well I can take the rising waves / But when I’m washed up on the shore
Feeling just like driftwood / And nothing makes sense anymore
The sun reveals the suffering / And all I’ve known is gone
Well I can take the rising waves / But when I’m washed up on the shore
Feeling just like driftwood / And nothing makes sense anymore
Jesus meet me / Be everything I need
In the waiting / In the in between
Jesus, hold me / And keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss / The beauty of becoming
In the waiting / In the in between
Jesus, hold me / And keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss / The beauty of becoming
Something new is growing / I can feel it come alive
In the dead of winter / Spring is on the other side
In the dead of winter / Spring is on the other side
Jesus meet me / Be everything I need
In the waiting / In the in between
Jesus, hold me / Keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss / The beauty of becoming
In the waiting / In the in between
Jesus, hold me / Keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss / The beauty of becoming
Give me beauty in the ashes of this pain / Give me water in the wasteland, let it rain
As I wonder, in the darkness, be my guide / Oh Creator, oh Redeemer bring new life
As I wonder, in the darkness, be my guide / Oh Creator, oh Redeemer bring new life
And Jesus / Be everything that I need
In the waiting / In the in between
Jesus, hold me / Keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss / The beauty of becoming
No, I don’t want to miss / The beauty of becoming
In the waiting / In the in between
Jesus, hold me / Keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss / The beauty of becoming
No, I don’t want to miss / The beauty of becoming
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In this life, there will be troubles. We all know that. We experience that. There are days, weeks, months, and sometimes even years, when we feel like the crashing waves keep dragging us under and we cannot catch our breath.
But, in the midst of those times we have a friend in Jesus, who is everything that we need. He is there even when we cannot feel him; working behind the scenes to make us more like Him. And this process is beautiful... even when it hurts, there is beauty in the pain. Beauty in the becoming...
God Bless,


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