Shadows on the Parking Lot

Shadows on the Parking Lot

I walk along during the late afternoon

The sun still high enough to make it like mid-day

The geometric shapes of shadows line the bay

They have changed

But yet they still are patterns

I wonder why all these patterns

All these equations

All these predictabilities 

Come from One Who is unpredictable

From One Who has no form

No shape, no patterns that He would ever fit into

I wonder what would I say, what would I do

If I ever had the chance to meet Him

Right there, in my face, in my person

What would that be like?
I’m sure it wouldn’t be like these dark and quiet shadows

Shifting with the angles of the sunlight

I’m sure it wouldn’t be predictable

Though likely predictably incredible

Awe-inspiring, shaking, thundering

These geometric shapes have changed

Yet still there is a pattern

Maybe there is message here

That the methods can change

And change with time

Yet there is always the pattern of love

The geometric shapes of shadows line the bay

Yet the sun is still high enough to make it like mid-day

The Shadow

The Shadow

I was going through a darkness,

A darkness so thick, it was so hard to see

I could not see my face, I did not even know me

But then there was another darkness

That was quiet and warm and awesome and firm

And it completely drowned out the other, a mist of passionate dew

And then I felt the feathers and then and there I knew

It was the shadow of the Most High

I was walking through the wilderness

Nothing but the wild beasts and the dark ones

Waiting for their opportunity to pounce

I then felt goodness with every ounce

And the fear of nothing but the Lord came upon me

It was the shadow of the Most High

I came upon one with cancer

One with affliction, heartache and disease

I felt the oppression laughing

Thinking it could do whatever it pleased

And then I heard it shriek, I saw it vanish,

And I watched it melt before my eyes

My heart by the Presence was mesmerized

It was the shadow of the Most High

So you may be walking through a darkness

Where suddenly it seems darker still

But don’t be discouraged just open your heart

And trust Him, just trust Him until

You can sense Him too, knowing whatever you do

You are covered, protected, and warmed

By the shadow of the Most High

It’s the brightest place in the universe…

K, Duane Carter 4-27-10

The Shadow

I was going through a darkness,
A darkness so thick, it was so hard to see
I could not see my face, I did not even know me
But then there was another darkness
That was quiet and warm and awesome and firm
And it completely drowned out the other, a mist of passionate dew
And then I felt the feathers and then and there I knew
It was the shadow of the Most High

I was walking through the wilderness
Nothing but the wild beasts and the dark ones
Waiting for their opportunity to pounce
I then felt goodness with every ounce
And the fear of nothing but the Lord came upon me
It was the shadow of the Most High

I came upon one with cancer
One with affliction, heartache and disease
I felt the oppression laughing
Thinking it could do whatever it pleased
And then I heard it shriek, I saw it vanish,
And I watched it melt before my eyes
My heart by the Presence was mesmerized
It was the shadow of the Most High

So you may be walking through a darkness
Where suddenly it seems darker still
But don’t be discouraged just open your heart
And trust Him, just trust Him until
You can sense Him too, knowing whatever you do
You are covered, protected, and warmed
By the shadow of the Most High

It’s the brightest place on earth…

K, Duane Carter 4-27-10