The Year Of The Locust a song by Andrew Osenga.
The last week or so I’ve been reflecting on the past and future.
A lady once said that being part of MGPC was to her a restoration of years the locusts had eaten.
It stood out because it’s not a phrase you hear in everyday conversation.
My years don’t feel like they’ve been consumed by locusts. (gnawed around the edges here and there, certainly)
But it becomes more and more of a comfort to know the best is ahead.
Take comfort and rest
when the heart is an uncivil war and you’re taking a beating
Blood red on our chests
He will restore the years the locusts have eaten
the locusts have eaten
we’re aching for Eden
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