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Fan your flame, Weary Soul

I stand to praise You,
But I fall to my knees.
My spirit is willing,
But my flesh is so weak.

Light the fire
In my soul,
(In my weary soul)
Fan the flame,
Make me whole.
(Make my spirit whole)
Lord, You know
 
Just where I've been,
(Where I've been)
So light the fire in my heart again.

I feel Your arms around me,
As the power of Your healing begins.
You breathe new life right through me,
Like a mighty rushing wind.

So light the fire in my heart again,
Light the fire in my heart again,
Light the fire in my heart again
(By Bill Maxwell)


Awe, the summer church camp memories those lyrics bring to mind. Back then I was more focused on how I sounded then what the song was really saying.

Have you ever felt a weary soul? It’s like a slow burning fire, gradually growing cold. If it’s not stoked or reignited, it’ll go out.

Sometimes these weary souls are good soldiers—doing everything they ought to be doing. On the outside, by all appearances, they are the ones that have it all together—constantly serving and investing in others. Yet, it might be this very thing that’s making their own soul weary. Before they know it, they feel cold.

For others, the embers die because of circumstances beyond their control. Something hurt them so much that they watch their fire die and do not to reignite because they feel so lost.

There are even some who never really had their own fire. They gladly used and borrowed the warmth from those around them, but never bothered to build their own.

Whatever the reason, if you feel the coolness of a weary soul today, take a second to really read the words at the top. He can make your spirit whole again. Let Him light the fire in your heart again.

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