Tribute to John Cage

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Saturate by Telecast

Dwelling on the days gone by
All of this wasted time
Why do I wait just to talk with You?

Burn away all the lies, inside
Remind me where You reside, this time
I will remain in You

I won't be satisfied
Until I've laid my eyes on You
I will abide in You
I won't be satisfied
Until You're all that comes through
Until I'm saturated with You

Feelings come and feelings go
Don't care, just want to know
You more and more every moment

There are days that are dark, and I'm scared
Days I just fall apart, but You're there
I will remain in You

And I will hold to You
In a world that's so confused
Jesus, I love You
Saturate me with You

Growing up like a tree planted by streams of water

I feel as though I am becoming more sanctified. I don't want to boast. It is not my doing. Oh, how I wish to root out the idols that I attribute it to other than God. I want to root out the one that thinks my best friend has helped in some fashion, rather than God doing it all. I may bring forth fruit but I also feel this branch cannot naturally. I would be a barren tree without God.

God has restored my soul from its drought. He has grafted me into christ. I now sit near pleasant waters. Now Satan has changed his tactic. He wishes to wash away the gains in a deluge. My heart struggles. I wish that my heart rested on God alone but it has not. It has wandered greatly. I am a wretched sinner. It is not lust right now but oh... I wish it were that simple. I am caught up in my own idolatrous passions. I was blindsided by these last two entangling sins. Satan has merely shown more of his hand. God shall overcome my sin and faith shall overcome the world. I shall continue to grow up like a tree planted by streams of water. This is because of God's good pleasure not my efforts.