Wait For The Divine
Words and music: Gregory Stephen  Popp

Well I know You say
That Your burden’s light
And Your yoke is easy
Still sometimes it’s hard to be alive

Thoughts that burn my mind
Always asking why
I give it all to You
And it’s good to be alive

I’ll wait for The Divine
To answer all the questions
Running through my mind
And  I’ll stand at heaven’s door
To find just what this life was for…

Help me on my way
When my strength is fading
Through the narrow gate
Where I know life is waiting

“Why” is on my lips
When the cross gets heavy
But it comes down to this:
Still it’s good to be alive!

I’ll wait for The Divine
To answer all the questions
Running through my mind
And  I’ll stand at heaven’s door
To find just what this life was for…

I am wheat choked by the vine
Growing in a rocky crooked line
But Your grace is all I need
To give me shelter from the weed

Well I lost today
All that I held dear
To me in this world
But my treasure isn’t here

Greg's Story

This song - literally - came to me in a dream. I woke up one morning, remembering a dream I had in which I was stopped at an intersection (somewhere). I had the driver's side door open and was stepping out of the car and this song was playing.

Well, I was sure there was already some song somewhere by this title and I had subconsciously tucked it away in my mind. Apparently not. Was this a moment of prescience? Call it what you will. I think it was probably my good friend the Holy Spirit telling me exactly what I needed to write.

All I really remembered from the dream was the first line of the refrain. So I built the song up around it. What it's really saying is: I don't have all the answers, and I'm NEVER going to have all the answers. At least not in THIS life! So I need to just relax. Be still and know that I am God. But once I get to heaven, BOY will I have a lot of questions!

When life gets hard, we all need to remember that we can't see the big picture. His ways are not our ways. Thus, the last verse in the song "my treasure isn't here". There's nothing that I should grieve over losing in this world - not if my real treasure (what I really care about) is not of this world.

Brave words - but can I remember that when the trials come? I sure hope so...for I am wheat choked by the vine. Only by His grace will I endure.