I won't fall as long as You're around me...

There's a song I love by the band Needtobreathe, called "Washed by the Water" and what it meant never really hit me until today.
A lot has been happening lately, tests and trials that we've been through before, and I know that
without God's hand in my life, I would be in a place where I shouldn't be, doing things I shouldn't be doing. And even though it seems like God is just sitting back watching us go through these things again, I know He isn't.
Even when the world crumbles under my feet, I won't be moved, I won't fall into the trap satan makes of the lies that God never listens, that He doesn't care and that He just sits back and watches us go to hell. He's our net when we fall, He's the hand that catches us, the shoulder we can cry on, the reason to go on living for tomorrow.
When all these tests and trials come and we've either failed or succeeded, learning from our mistakes, He washes all of our sins away. He died for this reason.
Even when doubt comes,
even when the strorms come,
when the water rises, and tries to wash us away,
the River of Life comes and drowns us and washes us away in His love.
We sink in His grace, our hearts become one.
And we know that He'll get us through the things that we fear we'll never get out of, the things that seem to consume us, and we can let go and give it all to Him, because that's what He died for, His love is towards us, not against us.

Spread His word, save the world...

"I saw the dead, great & small, standing before the throne, & books were opened.
Another book was opened, which was the book of life.
The dead were judged according to what they had done as recorded in the books...
If anyone's name was not found written in the book of life, he was thrown into the lake of fire."
Revelation 20~12 & 15

How can we sit back & just let this happen??
Everyday more & more people are dying, & little do they know that this will be their destiny.
That they will spend eternity being tortured, with no hope of redemption, no chance of freedom.
Tortured day & night forever with no end.
Everyday, this becomes someone else's destiny.
Not much to look forward to, is it?
Imagine spending an eternity screaming for help & knowing deep down inside that it will never come,
seeking rest, but in turn more torture.
No hope.
Torment unceasing.
No rest or sleep, no peace...
Just chaos and lament as they think about all the oppourtunities that they were presented with, or that you could have presented them with.
Writhing with bitterness because you knew the truth, but were too scared to share it with them, or because you lived the life of a "christian" and was no different from a sinner, and they saw that and didn't want it because it looked no different from the way one would live their life in the world.
Because people care too much about what man thinks, and says.
What does it matter??
Man's opinion is useless if it's of no help at all,
holding us back from sharing the love of Jesus with others.
With the world.
We need to go...we have to.
God appointed us to go out into all the world and tell it about Him and all that He has done, not to be ashamed or fearful of the world and it's lies.
Jesus was unashamed when He was on the cross dying for us, and taking away that shame and fear.
How can we be ashamed to tell of Him and His wonderful unending grace and love?

We who were called to be Your people...

This is what we are: a chosen generation.
A world full of people, both young & old alike
that God has set apart for Himself,
that He has a purpose and a plan for.
That He has designed.
It's irritating when people talk about us in a derogatory way,
saying that we're useless and hopeless, not realizing
that their words do have power, and that what you speak you get.
We're not useless, we're not hopeless.
God set us apart to glorify Him, to show others His love.
He sees in us what others don't; hearts that long for truth, for something real,
for true, real love. While others just see sinners, that they think are hopeless, and don't deserve any love.
God says otherwise, He looks at the heart, not the outward appearance.
He sees the sin and mistakes we've made and will make, and He forgets them, to remember them no more.
He doesn't condemn us, He has already forgotten the sins of tomorrow.
Now it's our turn. We need to let go of the lies that have been spoken over us, and connivingly whispered into our ears. The lies that keep us form moving forward, from accepting His love. We His children...His daughters & sons.
His set apart.
His people.
His called.
Nothing can seperate us from His love.
Nothing can make Him stop loving us.
Nothing.
He's always had a purpose for us, before time began, He knew our names and what our destinations would be.

"I knew you before I formed you in your mother’s womb.
Before you were born I set you apart
and appointed you as my prophet to the nations."
Jeremiah 1~5

"For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord.
"They are plans for good and not for disaster,
to give you a future and a hope."
Jeremiah 29~11

When He says those words, He doesn't say them just to say them.
He's not a flatterer or a liar.
He truly has a purpose for us.
We're no longer sinners,
no longer murderers,
liars,
or theives.
We're redeemed,
by this Love that conquered death.
This blood that frees us from all fear,
all guilt,
and all sin...



"We who were called to be Your people
Struggling sinners and thieves
We’re lifted up from the ashes
And out came the song of the redeemed
The song of the redeemed
The song of the redeemed

Can you hear the sound of melodies
Oh, the sound of melodies
Rising up to You Rising up to You, God
The sound of melodies Oh, the sound of melodies
Rising up to You Rising up to You, God

We have caught a revelation
That nothing can separate us from
The love we received through salvation It fills your daughters and your sons
Your daughters and your sons."

I feel the wind of Your love...

I was in the car tonight, on the way home from church and I had the window down and was sticking my hand outside while we were driving, and the wind was so powerful. So me, being bored and all, tried to see if I could force my hand to stay still while the wind was trying to push it back, and I found I couldn't. I tried, and tried and even hurt my hand in the process of it, but the force that was coming from the wind...this element that we can't see... this element that is invisible, yet so powerful, was disabling me from doing what I wanted, so I just conformed to the way in which it was blowing and my hand started moving in the flow and direction of it and it just flowed the way it was supposed to, smooth & easy, no resistence. And suddenly I got this sort of revelation; God's Spirit & power is like the wind, in the sense that we can't see It, and we can't control it, yet It's so powerful, and when we try to resist the Spirit we find we can't move the way we are supposed to, we are moving, but down a path that could eventually hurt us. But when we conform to the Spirit, we start to move in a smooth, easy flow, we get in tune with the things of God, and with His heart, and our hearts start beating together, perfectly in tune...



"Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—His good, pleasing and perfect will..."

Romans 12.2

Divine Romance...

My Father's heart holds true pure love.
An unending, overwhelming, deep love.
Nothing of this world can satisfy the need for the love we crave,
no man, no woman...neither can bring us to our knees in search of this love.

Just the thought of His love should be, it is breath taking.
In His presence I am overwhelmed with peace, I can't move.
My hands can’t stay by my side,
When I’m in His presence, I can’t stand it when they do.
How could I not raise my hands?
How could I not worship the One who gave me life?
How could I just sit there and ignore as His presence is so clearly in the room?

How could the purest of hearts,
love a creature like me?
How could He love a sinner? A liar? A thief?
How could He die, to wash all of that away, to make us like Him?
How could He want to embrace me, when I just sinned?
How does He do it, why does He care?

He satisfies my hunger, He quenches my thirst.
His blood frees me...every scar, every blemish disappears.
He took them all away, every single one, He lifts the weight off of my shoulders, and replaces my tears for joy.
I can't get away from this grace that saves my life...
This grace I'm sinking...drowning in.
I don't want to, I can't.




"...The fullness of Your grace is here with me
The richness of Your beauty’s all I see
The brightness of Your glory has arrived
In Your presence God, I’m completely satisfied

For You I sing I dance
Rejoice in this divine romance
Lift my heart and my hands
To show my love, to show my love

A deep deep flood, an Ocean flows from You
Of deep deep love, yeah it’s filling up the room
Your innocent blood, has washed my guilty life
In Your presence God I’m completely satisfied..."

I am weary of holding it in...

I saw us on fire,
burning from the inside,
deep within.
A fire that couldn't be contained,
one that could never be put out.
There we stood,
arms raised,
bodies swaying,
tongues wagging wildly as our voices rose,
tears running...streaking down our faces.
Our hearts, the objects on fire,
went from crimson to pure,
as pure as ever.
Blood flowed over them...His blood,
and every stain was gone.
I watched as the fire started to spread,
we became transparent, as our whole bodies caught on fire,
it seemed to be burning brighter and brighter,
in the shape of our silhouettes,
wherever we went,
a little piece of someone else caught on fire.
We couldn't hide it,
we couldn't contain it,
we didn't want to.
How could we keep this to ourselves??
This fire was our life source,
without it we fell to the ground;
Breathing...but not.
Living...a lie.
Beating...of false hearts...filled with false love.
We couldn't move,
our hands stayed at our side,
until...
Gasps...for the last breath of air,
our hands reached out and grasped at nothing...
and we were gone.
Without this fire we were cold, made of stone...
How can we keep this to ourselves??


"..But if I say,
'I will not mention Him, or speak anymore in His name,'
His word is in my heart like a fire,
a fire shut up in my bones.
I am weary of holding it in,
Indeed I cannot..."

Jeremiah 20~9

I will waste my life...

"A woman's heart should be so lost in God, that a man must be seeking the Lord to find it..."
I've seen and heard this statement a lot, 2 or 3 times today alone, and it took me awhile to comprehend it. How can our hearts be that lost in God? How possible is it? I thought about it and still am pondering it, because the thought completely blows my mind...How my heart, the heart of a sinner, the heart of a liar & a thief, can be so wanted and desired by the Creator of the universe, by the Maker of all matter and time, of life, & beating hearts...by God, my God. Just the thought of Him being jealous for me, leaves me awestrucken. When I think about it, it leaves me breathless...no one else can steal my heart the way He does, and no one ever will, no one else can make my heart skip a beat when I think about their love. Tests and trials will come, and we as mere humans fail those tests sometimes, and even though we do, God never looks down on us or stops loving us the way man does sometimes, who else would endure all Jesus did, the way He did because of that overwhelming love for us? The love of God is perfect...is pure...is true, it never fails.



"...I will waste my life I'll be tested and tried,
With no regrets inside of me to find I'm at Your feet.

I'll leave my father's house and I'll leave my mother,
I'll leave all I have known and I'll have no other.

I am in love with You There is no cost,
I am in love with You There is no loss,
I am in love with You I want to take Your name,
I am in love with You I want to cling to You Jesus,
Just let me cling to You Jesus.

I'll say goodbye to my father my mother,
I'll turn my back on every other lover and
I'll press on, yes I'll press on..."