hungry

Hungry. That's what I am. Not food. Not for love. Well. Not humanly love though. (It must be running through your minds, " Has Ian gone bizzarely nuts?")

Listening to the words of hungry (I'm falling on my knees) from vineyard made me really feel hungry for God. For God's love and for His purpose. I must admit. More and more this past few weeks, I hardly spent anytime at all, to pursue God's work. Not even to sit down and chat with Him, like how old friends would do over coffee. Sadly, I've been busying myself with my own thoughts, and at the end of the day, I blame my busy-ness of having to study and waking up early for surgery each morning.

Hungry Lord, I come to you
for I know u satisfy
I am empty but I know you're love
does not run dry

so I wait for you
so I wait for you
I'm falling on my knees
offering all of me
Jesus you're all this heart is living for

broken I run to you
for your arms are open wide
i'm weary but your touch restores my life

so I wait for you
so I wait for you
I'm falling on my knees
offering all of me
Jesus you're all this heart is living for...

Jesus, you're all I need. Everything in one.