Today, we had a guest worship leader at our church - Robin Mark. Never
heard of the guy before and the church I'm currently attending is a
little more charismatic so I wasn't sure just what to expect. I was
pleasantly surprised for sure! This man is from Ireland and so there
was aCeltic feel to some of his songs. One song spoke to me immensely,
titled 'Revival' (lyrics along with a video of the song follow). I
think this resonated with me because of my own lostness lately not to
mention of that of those around me. We all need a new stirring in our
Spirits to live passionate, meaningful lives.

Being from another country, some of his lyrics got me thinking. Never before have
I heard the word 'Brooding' in a worship song let alone in relationship
to the Holy Spirit. It sounded really powerful within the context of
Revival, so I looked up the word's meaning to be sure I understood. The
definition that most fit was 'To protect (young) by or as if by
covering with the wings.' but as I read on some of the others made
sense to:

1. To be deep in thought; meditate.
2. To focus the attention on a subject persistently and moodily; worry: brooded over the insult for several days.
3. To be depressed.

So, as Robin Mark sings about ' can feel the brooding of Your Spirit' I can see just how the Holy Spirit is depressed about us losing our ways and how persistently he is working towards bringing us back to Himself. He only ultimately wanted to cover us with his protection but we stray trying to find other coverings (popularity, marriage, children, success, recognition, and even churchy activities). I felt the brooding of the Holy Spirit this morning and was so filled with his love I had to write about it even if it's not making sense. Enjoy!

Revival

I hear the voice
of one calling, prepare ye the way of the Lord.
And make His paths straight in the wilderness
And let your light shine in the darkness
And let your rain fall in the desert.

As sure as gold is precious and the honey sweet,
So you love this city and you love these streets.
Every child out playing by their own front door
Every baby laying on the bedroom floor.

Every dreamer dreaming in her dead-end job
Every driver driving through the rush hour mob
I feel it in my spirit, feel it in my bones
You're going to send revival, bring them all back home

I can hear that thunder in the distance
Like a train on the edge of town
I can feel the brooding of Your Spirit
"Lay your burdens down, Lay your burdens down".

From the Preacher preaching when the well is dry
To the lost soul reaching for a higher high
From the young man working through his hopes and fears
To the widow walking through the veil of tears

Every man and woman, every old and young
Every fathers daughter, every mothers son.
I feel it in my spirit, feel it in my bones
You're going to send revival, bring them all back home

I can hear that thunder in the distance
Like a train on the edge of town
I can feel the brooding of Your Spirit
"Lay your burdens down, Lay your burdens down".

Revive us, Revive us,
Revive
us with your fire!