Our Inheritance is in the Desert

Go
To the place of hunger
And of thirst
To the land of harsh winds and feral beasts
Go and sleep upon the jagged rocks
And walk barefoot
Beneath a sweltering sun
For that is where you will find your inheritance

Lift a song of praise
With a parched throat
And raise emaciated arms
And joy will overflow

There
Where you have been stranded
Knowing your home is ransacked
And all your accomplishments have fallen to dust
There
The veil is torn


Why do you look out anxiously
Over the city walls
Hoping for an opening?
Don't you know
That this is the Lord's gift?
Celebrate!

Give thanks for the siege!
Isn't it the hungry that receive manna from Heaven
And loaves and fishes?
Why do you long
For the wealth and strength
To save yourself?
How can you fail to delight
In the opportunity
For the Lover of your soul
To come and rescue you?

And what about the others?
What about your neighbors
Who are hungry and sick?
If you will just stop worrying
And get on your knees
You get to be part of the miracle
You have the eternal privilege
Of being the answer to their prayers

Stand up
Shout for joy
Scream with delight
Grin from ear to ear
And weep with tears of heavenly celebration
For you are surrounded on all sides
And only God can save you now


I know that you're afraid
And I know that you had plans
And there are people that you will leave behind
But He knows what He's doing

You'll be surprised how easy it is
When you trust in Him
And let all the rest go
And so will they
It will confound them to no end
How you can continue to bless them

There are no more distractions
There is no more chance of falsehood
You know this is real now
That it's not just appearances
Now that every worldly thing
That attached itself to your faith
Is on the other side
You know who you are now
You are His beloved

It is a blessing
To suffer disgrace for the Name
Even to suffer death
No one forgets the hanged man's sermon
What can they do anyway?
They can break your bones and cut your flesh
But they cannot touch your spirit
They cannot touch you


The water of life is in the wasteland
The bread of life is available amidst the siege
There is treasure in the gutter
And victory in the final defeat

Our inheritance is in the desert