My soul, as are the souls of others, as God chooses, is compelled to love, desire and serve God, no matter what. We falter, we fail, we don’t always know what God thinks or feels about us but we press on as if there is no choice. It is an irresistible and unconscious force in spite of everything.
Loving You, loving You,
Loving You is all I can do.
Even when I’m sad or mad,
Whether You think I’m good or bad,
Loving You is all I can do.
Lethbridge, AB; September 24, 1983 (verse 1)
Wanting You, wanting You,
Wanting You is all I can do.
Even when I’m rich or poor,
Whether it seems I’m not so sure,
Wanting You is all I can do.
Serving You, serving You,
Serving You is all I can do.
Even when I’m weak or strong,
Whether they think I’m right or wrong,
Serving You is all I can do.
Bernalillo, NM; March 1985 (verses 2 & 3)
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This song was written in Israel when a future friend, Paul Cohen, to whom the Lord sent us to speak was confronted with a major decision. This decision had major implications for him either way. He took the right road only to come to many crossroads since.
I knew a man by whom I met Judas Iscariot. Judas, I learned, was a glory seeker, one who wanted in on the best this world had to offer and who was prepared to betray any association to get what he wanted. Ironically, what he wanted was belonging, acceptance, social security. He lost it all or rather, lost all opportunity of gaining such because he never did have it.
In Winnipeg, we met Henry Unrau, who laboured dreadfully under the Law, thinking he was doing God service. He was a tormented soul but a very self-righteous one who, while seeking counsel and help, quite believed that he was in a position of counseling and helping instead toward those who were not enslaved by service of the letter as was he. What ironies and contradictions in man!