I can reach to the sky when my Jesus can love me more. No matter how far I am now, I will be there with him in a blink of an eye. No lie, no suffering, and no pain can push me away from keeping the sky. My eyes are open to see his beauty and it is much large to give God space in it. The wall of my heart is down and letting heaven come in. What a view? I can catch a few stars and run on the clouds. Everyone there singing Hallelujah. I am flying without wings- in a truly loving air.
Like a tall tree – watching the sky from the top! And dancing with the winds with a song of “I can touch the sky.” Over 200 trillion, leaves clapping for the sky! Who knows? It might be a party of “bride.” And only trees, leaves and birds know about it- I have sneaked in.
I have a story to tell, right when I am sitting next to the steam of water. It seems God hears my prayer. He knows I am alive and dreaming right where I am. God took me as his own and said everything would be fine, my child. All I need is to connect, to have a new root in Jesus. He heard my story. If I am connected to the root, I am one step closer to the sky, where I can see light and glory.
“For great is your love, reaching to the heavens; your faithfulness reaches to the skies.” Psalms 57:10.
Who can be like him? Who could see what He sees? Even the skies know His Name, even the heavens know his greatness, even the galaxies know his love. I can reach the sky if I have faith and belief. There is a light in the darkness that could heal every cell of me. There is a light in the darkness that could heal every cell of me. I know there is a power in love. There is a light in the darkness that could heal every cell of me. There is a mountain of joy in the middle of God’s city, where I am climbing. I belong to God. I have heard that the angels whispered I can reach to the sky; where I can touch God’s faithfulness.
I can reach to the sky.
I can reach to heaven,
I can see His Love.
for now- let me dream it.