From the recording Sparrow
Sometimes God seems silent. But His whispers can be heard everywhere. Some days I need to count all the ways I see Him blessing me. The beginning of my list is in the bridge of this song... I'd love to hear yours.
Lyrics
Are you there, God?
I can't hear you.
Are you whispering to me?
In the middle of this messy life,
draw near and speak to me...
'Cause I'm counting all the ways you love me
counting all your gifts
I'm counting all the ways I see you
bless me as I live
each moment in your love
So I sit down with my pencil
and a empty notebook page
and I smile as I write down
all the ways I see your grace
a child's smile, a bird in flight,
the shape of trees against the sky
the smell of spring, the endless sea,
a friend to share a cup of tea
the fragile moon, the sound of rain
the way a loved one says my name
each simple gift, each little thing
reveals your love to me
So I'm counting all the ways you love me
counting all your gifts
I'm counting all the ways you tell me
I was made for this
to live within your love
You are here, God
I can feel you
I can touch you with my hand
in the middle
of each moment
you are the great I AM