the dust at His feet

(based on Nahum 1:3/Luke 15:11-32)

Left Him standing there, without a promise to write,
sadly He watched me go, with tears in His eyes
He knew better than to follow, I'd be going anyways
but He didn't let me go before He set the sky ablaze

He painted it for me, every hue and every color,
Each stroke deliberately, as if to say "I'll wait forever"
And the deepness in the colors, ran deep with all His love
But what really got me thinking was,

When there are clouds in the sky, it mean's He's running
and He's kicking up the dust as He speeds,
but the sky was clear and bright,
there was no trace of clouds in sight,
His feet were still,
His feet were silent.

I had my fun, but found that fun had got the best of me,
How could all that I had sought have left me this empty?
The sky burned with the sunset, it painted a memory
of a man with arms wide open, waiting patiently

He painted it for me, every color and every hue,
With each deliberate stroke, as if to say "I still love you"
And the deepness in the colors ran deep with all His love,
so I turned homeward, and I saw the clouds above

The clouds in the sky meant He was running,
He was kicking up the dust as He sped
It didn't matter where I'd gone,
where I'd been
or what I've done,
He still ran
The clouds were the dust at His feet,
oh those clouds meant He was running to me.

I saw Him running down a famaliar road,
and as I ran into His arms, He wept and He glowed
And as I looked up, I saw the sky was full
of wispy white and wonderful, so I would always know

The clouds in the sky mean He's running,
He's kicking up the dust as He speeds
It doesn't matter where I've gone,
not where I've been,
or what I've done,
Oh, He runs,
He still loves

The clouds are the dust at His feet,
oh those clouds mean He's running,
He's running
to me.