If our city had a gate and I knew Jesus was about to come in,
I'd be there to greet Him, to welcome Him in.
I'd thank Him for coming
Shower Him with praise - stating the obvious to the Ancient of Days.
I'd tell Jesus that I know He heals, comforts and mourns. That He sits with the outcasts, has compassion, serves, breaks the chains of sin and bondage, sets us free, and loves everyone.
I'd show Him the beautiful places - all of which He made -
The bay, the hills, the cliffs on His ocean's edge.
The lavender, succulents, and calla lilies that grow wild.
The seals, the canyons, the overflowing fruit outside the markets, the tide.
I'd want Him to see what His people were doing -Read More