Close eyes... breathe... close eyes and breathe... breathe... breathe.... deeper... exhale... sit... quietly.... pausing... waiting.. lingering.. tarrying...waiting to enter... those doors so large... so immense... before me they stand.... my hand … I place my hand upon the wood... it feels older than words could express... the doors beyond me... even as my fingers take in its essence.. take in the moment... from finger tip to every part of me... standing before these doors... I know that which is present on the other side.... I have seen it before... these doors... old friends of a sort.... I know who will be there... judge and jury....
Remembrances of the first time I stood and walked through those doors... a time when seeing you as Judge melted me like wax.... Brother how my desire for you is more as friend.. and Lover of my soul.... however to negate you as Judge would be diminish that you are more than I could ever even touch or dare to comprehend...
So to the doors I have come... again.. this time standing and waiting …. taking in all that I can... the oxygen.. the way the air lives... this moment... taking it all in as I hear your voice... laughter filling the chamber... calling my timid soul forward.... reassurance falls upon my flesh and saturates..... and I take in Your joy and the strength of it causes me to tremble with the joy through which it comes... a beautiful cycle that only brings You more joy and then strength is tangible... touchable... full of wonder .. full of flavor.. full of life....
The chambers are no longer in front of me and again the meadows sparkle and You are there... in and out... here and there... fashioning and forming and refashioning...
Then that knowing look... within Your eyes I see truth.... and it settles that which I am... without this .. without You.. without these moments … nothing else goes well... these moments... these precious moments... the air I breath.. I choke.. I choke without them.. I choke without you within my moments.... and as I stand under Your gaze weights fall to the ground...
I must be as John and rest upon You and listen to the beating heart that knows all.... I must be … there is no other way for me... to thrive is to be attached... to be dependent … to be a branch means that to live I must be fully abiding...
Oh my Friend... again Your hand .. Your hand and mine... walking side by side... Your beauty in these moments... washing away moments that did not have Your imprint.. that did not have Your hand within mine....
Pictures.. pictures of life... of You.. walking with You...
These meadows... Lion on one side... Lamb on the other...
I would say that tonight You have over played Your hand... You have thoroughly outdone Yourself.. and You but whisper words of Your love.. Your tenderness... Your kindness.... the flow of which tonight washing over and over and over and over me just causes me to sit and soak in it all... my heart had faltered and my steps with it and You woo me to a quiet moment so that You can display Your tenderness and Your kindness and Your love.... washing over my tired being and demonstrating Your strength and Your capacity towards life and not death...
Only You bring me forth... and into You and with You and beside You I journey... Your hand is most magnificent....
Monday, October 31, 2011
Divine Hide and Seek.. Finding God... Finding each other Part 2
The rain drops falling ... green and blue and purple and red and gold... splashing.. dancing upon the ground... upon the people... landing.. .always and forever landing.. never missing their mark... never altering their course...
The landscapes.. the people...
And then again hand in hand... and we are walking away from the here and the now into the not yet.. into the world from which my citizenship flows forth from... no words... in strength and silence we walk... how can it look like dusk and dawn at the same time... how can the sky look so immense.. glittering with color and vibrant and alive.. alive..everything alive... I hold your hand... holding it knowing that at some point this moment will have to come to an end.. but for the now.. for this moment.. in between all that is and all that will be.. in this moment when we are we... in this moment I cherish absolutely every minute.. soaking it into my being... allowing it to flow forth into me and through me and surround me... and then I am unaware of where You have even moved to because You are seemingly everywhere..
You take me in and you bring me out.. with kindness do you woo me to yourself.. whether we are there or here.. Kindness is the stream through which you alter my very being.. In your kindness I am driven towards you.. in your kindness I am shattered as something so other than that which I have known presents itself as truth to wash away all falsehood... In your kindness I am transformed and in kindness my sight is restored and my soul rescued.... In kindness I breath and move and have life...
So many attributes .. aspects of your Kingdom.. so many that know no variance... know nothing but you... but us.. the we of humanity... we know all to many variations ... all too much other than you....
I close my eyes... and I smile.. the thoughts of you that come.. the peace.. the rest.. the music of you... the desire.. the rest.. the peace.. the completeness.... the truth... the truth... the truth.. I am so stuck upon that component.... truth... not movable.. not alterable... but a standard .. Him... love.. .life.. truth... stepping into humanity shining forth the eternal aspect and nature of Father... Son loving Father.. completely.. Father loving Son.. Spirit.. Son... Father... affection.. passion... desire...
So much that surrounds us so much that we ignore and instead receive those things that ought to be ignored is what I find myself doing .... close my eyes to the reality of His and all that that is and receive into myself falsehoods of fear... instead of seeing the atmosphere that is so consistently charged with faith and future and Him I look and touch things I ought never have known.... not just personally but humanity...
we weren't made for sin.. we weren't made for fear or for separation from Him... and all that we walk towards is walking out the time until the completeness of that which is and was and will be will be.. perfect love... perfect love that stands as the bastion of faith.. that presents itself as the standard... humble and kind and true...
love.. love that doesn't seek its own... love that is not provoked.. love that does not take into account a record of wrongs.... a beautiful.. pure .. spotless love.. a love that whispers and shouts... a love that burns and comforts... a love that is soild and strong...
In kindness and in grace.. in mercy and in love .. in rest... and in repentance.. we are found.... we are altered... one to another and all to God....
The landscapes.. the people...
And then again hand in hand... and we are walking away from the here and the now into the not yet.. into the world from which my citizenship flows forth from... no words... in strength and silence we walk... how can it look like dusk and dawn at the same time... how can the sky look so immense.. glittering with color and vibrant and alive.. alive..everything alive... I hold your hand... holding it knowing that at some point this moment will have to come to an end.. but for the now.. for this moment.. in between all that is and all that will be.. in this moment when we are we... in this moment I cherish absolutely every minute.. soaking it into my being... allowing it to flow forth into me and through me and surround me... and then I am unaware of where You have even moved to because You are seemingly everywhere..
You take me in and you bring me out.. with kindness do you woo me to yourself.. whether we are there or here.. Kindness is the stream through which you alter my very being.. In your kindness I am driven towards you.. in your kindness I am shattered as something so other than that which I have known presents itself as truth to wash away all falsehood... In your kindness I am transformed and in kindness my sight is restored and my soul rescued.... In kindness I breath and move and have life...
So many attributes .. aspects of your Kingdom.. so many that know no variance... know nothing but you... but us.. the we of humanity... we know all to many variations ... all too much other than you....
I close my eyes... and I smile.. the thoughts of you that come.. the peace.. the rest.. the music of you... the desire.. the rest.. the peace.. the completeness.... the truth... the truth... the truth.. I am so stuck upon that component.... truth... not movable.. not alterable... but a standard .. Him... love.. .life.. truth... stepping into humanity shining forth the eternal aspect and nature of Father... Son loving Father.. completely.. Father loving Son.. Spirit.. Son... Father... affection.. passion... desire...
So much that surrounds us so much that we ignore and instead receive those things that ought to be ignored is what I find myself doing .... close my eyes to the reality of His and all that that is and receive into myself falsehoods of fear... instead of seeing the atmosphere that is so consistently charged with faith and future and Him I look and touch things I ought never have known.... not just personally but humanity...
we weren't made for sin.. we weren't made for fear or for separation from Him... and all that we walk towards is walking out the time until the completeness of that which is and was and will be will be.. perfect love... perfect love that stands as the bastion of faith.. that presents itself as the standard... humble and kind and true...
love.. love that doesn't seek its own... love that is not provoked.. love that does not take into account a record of wrongs.... a beautiful.. pure .. spotless love.. a love that whispers and shouts... a love that burns and comforts... a love that is soild and strong...
In kindness and in grace.. in mercy and in love .. in rest... and in repentance.. we are found.... we are altered... one to another and all to God....
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Divine Hide and Seek.. Finding God... Finding each other Part 1
It's been a while... the stuff of life creeps in and this place of beauty for me gets pushed out... but writing is a huge portion of my worship to Him and so coming back to it feels like a reunion of sorts....
We ( my husband and I with Stir The Water.. the ministry my husband founded and directs) have been traveling and doing some teaching and stuff here and there.... work doesn't have to be busy to keep me busy with our family of 6 children but it does end up teaching me that I have to learn to fill my life with intentionality at times.....
Within this time the moments where I just sit on the floor playing blocks or go to the park and swing one or the other little ones have been precious.... but recently as I went about sitting on the floor playing with cars and dolls and blocks Father spoke the clearest... "I will meet you here.... I will always meet you here." His presence stronger upon the room and I soaked in it... then again on another day when we found ourselves sitting and being together.. His joy filled the room and again through His laughter and His joy "I will meet you here... I will always meet you here."
There is a life that I touch as I touch those that have been formed from bone of my bone and come forth from me into the world.... there is a majesty as my husband and I shut out the world and act as though it has all disappeared and it is he and it is me and it is us... the intimacy of family.. the intimacy of real community.....
These people under this roof know me.... they know me inside and out... they know my failures.. my weaknesses...my strengths... my tendencies towards the flesh and my capacity to soar in the spirit.... they know me and we walk together...
My two youngest have recently engaged in some massive games of hide and seek... and the laughter.. the excitement... the giggling.... the anticipation of being caught .. the desire to have found the perfect spot and to be the last one found... the sneaky switch hiding places within the moment.... the joy that erupts.....
Father has spoken... In this season where He will meet me the most is within the confines of the eight of us... and then the few who see us... who truly see us....
Sources of life... seeking them out.... allowing them to penetrate... allowing them to change me and be changed by them....
I was not ready to be a mother... at the time I had Norplant in my arm, a five year birth control option that was implanted right under the skin... I wasn't having any reactions to it or any crazy side affects.... and it was only 18 months when I felt the Lord speak for us to have a child... seeking counsel and forming questions so that the answers would fit what I wanted I would ask if God would ever say such a thing and ask for the opinions of man... to which I would receive the very answer I desired... "oh you can wait... there is plenty of time"
It was what I wanted... so I continued to ignore the voice that continued to speak His will that we have a child... until the birthday party of a relative where my perfect track record with the birth control method would be broken... my arm exploding in pain.. rushing to the hospital.. they removed it... weeks and months later many would start having problems with the device and the removals would become crazy with some cases....
As you could guess we got pregnant and we had our first son.... in calling him a name that literally means "God Saves" I had no understanding to the degree that through motherhood of this young man and those to come how much I would be transformed and grown by giving life and daily living with these amazing human beings...
What makes us family beyond name and blood is that we live our lives together... when they are tired... frustrated... angry... full of victory... full of defeat... I live my life before them .. vulnerable... transparent.. They see when I need to turn my soul to the ways of the spirit and not towards the flesh... they see me at my better moments and they see me at lesser ones.... and there is grace... love... empowerment... life...
I take this and how Father is meeting me here and begin to get it all the more.... I am really who I am in most places.... I am one who desires to live .. really live life with others beyond those in my household... truly why live any other way.... It is just exhausting and futile...
I recently told an older child who was dealing with rejection the fact was that those rejecting her were rejecting the image she was putting forward and I would reject that as well... she had had a few .. more than a few... "off days" and I told her she had fallen into this image of who she thought she needed to be but in so doing was covering up the authentic her and that was the person that people would receive.... and then even if that expression of her was still rejected at least she would be living her life and not the life others thought she needed to or her perception of what others that she needed to be....
I am who I am... created in His image.. bearing forward the aspect of Him that He desired for me to do so.. to hide that away in fear or rejection would be sad.... I will walk on the beams of sunshine and see metaphors in everything... I will get lost in some whimsical thought and dwell there upon that.. I will relentlessly love and seek truth and the expression of Father as it can be within my days... all that it can be... there is spirit and there is truth.. and I desire both... both fully and passionately... people.. God... family.. life... living.. joy... desire.... spirit... Kingdom... truest of true reality... the already and the not yet.... the fullness and the waiting.... more than anything perfect love... perfect love that screams there is no punishment... there is no fear... it has been cast away...
I will seek the Lord when and where He desires to be found and I will not hide away that which He created me to be but I seek after all of me that is hidden within the confines of His heart... all that He desires for me to display... Walking together with others and provoking one another onto love and life is that which I am living for.... for one day love and life will be all that we know... death has been defeated and love gets to move from time into eternity.. it always has been and always will be....
We ( my husband and I with Stir The Water.. the ministry my husband founded and directs) have been traveling and doing some teaching and stuff here and there.... work doesn't have to be busy to keep me busy with our family of 6 children but it does end up teaching me that I have to learn to fill my life with intentionality at times.....
Within this time the moments where I just sit on the floor playing blocks or go to the park and swing one or the other little ones have been precious.... but recently as I went about sitting on the floor playing with cars and dolls and blocks Father spoke the clearest... "I will meet you here.... I will always meet you here." His presence stronger upon the room and I soaked in it... then again on another day when we found ourselves sitting and being together.. His joy filled the room and again through His laughter and His joy "I will meet you here... I will always meet you here."
There is a life that I touch as I touch those that have been formed from bone of my bone and come forth from me into the world.... there is a majesty as my husband and I shut out the world and act as though it has all disappeared and it is he and it is me and it is us... the intimacy of family.. the intimacy of real community.....
These people under this roof know me.... they know me inside and out... they know my failures.. my weaknesses...my strengths... my tendencies towards the flesh and my capacity to soar in the spirit.... they know me and we walk together...
My two youngest have recently engaged in some massive games of hide and seek... and the laughter.. the excitement... the giggling.... the anticipation of being caught .. the desire to have found the perfect spot and to be the last one found... the sneaky switch hiding places within the moment.... the joy that erupts.....
Father has spoken... In this season where He will meet me the most is within the confines of the eight of us... and then the few who see us... who truly see us....
Sources of life... seeking them out.... allowing them to penetrate... allowing them to change me and be changed by them....
I was not ready to be a mother... at the time I had Norplant in my arm, a five year birth control option that was implanted right under the skin... I wasn't having any reactions to it or any crazy side affects.... and it was only 18 months when I felt the Lord speak for us to have a child... seeking counsel and forming questions so that the answers would fit what I wanted I would ask if God would ever say such a thing and ask for the opinions of man... to which I would receive the very answer I desired... "oh you can wait... there is plenty of time"
It was what I wanted... so I continued to ignore the voice that continued to speak His will that we have a child... until the birthday party of a relative where my perfect track record with the birth control method would be broken... my arm exploding in pain.. rushing to the hospital.. they removed it... weeks and months later many would start having problems with the device and the removals would become crazy with some cases....
As you could guess we got pregnant and we had our first son.... in calling him a name that literally means "God Saves" I had no understanding to the degree that through motherhood of this young man and those to come how much I would be transformed and grown by giving life and daily living with these amazing human beings...
What makes us family beyond name and blood is that we live our lives together... when they are tired... frustrated... angry... full of victory... full of defeat... I live my life before them .. vulnerable... transparent.. They see when I need to turn my soul to the ways of the spirit and not towards the flesh... they see me at my better moments and they see me at lesser ones.... and there is grace... love... empowerment... life...
I take this and how Father is meeting me here and begin to get it all the more.... I am really who I am in most places.... I am one who desires to live .. really live life with others beyond those in my household... truly why live any other way.... It is just exhausting and futile...
I recently told an older child who was dealing with rejection the fact was that those rejecting her were rejecting the image she was putting forward and I would reject that as well... she had had a few .. more than a few... "off days" and I told her she had fallen into this image of who she thought she needed to be but in so doing was covering up the authentic her and that was the person that people would receive.... and then even if that expression of her was still rejected at least she would be living her life and not the life others thought she needed to or her perception of what others that she needed to be....
I am who I am... created in His image.. bearing forward the aspect of Him that He desired for me to do so.. to hide that away in fear or rejection would be sad.... I will walk on the beams of sunshine and see metaphors in everything... I will get lost in some whimsical thought and dwell there upon that.. I will relentlessly love and seek truth and the expression of Father as it can be within my days... all that it can be... there is spirit and there is truth.. and I desire both... both fully and passionately... people.. God... family.. life... living.. joy... desire.... spirit... Kingdom... truest of true reality... the already and the not yet.... the fullness and the waiting.... more than anything perfect love... perfect love that screams there is no punishment... there is no fear... it has been cast away...
I will seek the Lord when and where He desires to be found and I will not hide away that which He created me to be but I seek after all of me that is hidden within the confines of His heart... all that He desires for me to display... Walking together with others and provoking one another onto love and life is that which I am living for.... for one day love and life will be all that we know... death has been defeated and love gets to move from time into eternity.. it always has been and always will be....
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
In death we live and find the amazing beauty of abundant life
There is so very much to be said within let the weak say I am strong.... the reality of our Father's Kingdom so vast and so true and so real.... more often opposite than that which culture would attempt to dictate to be true....
In allowing death to have its work within me I live... in allowing weakness to be formed in me I am strong... in being poor I am rich... in being blind I get to see....
Stepping forward I am not ashamed to say that these days.. this season .. at times takes its toll on me... at times I lift up my eyes to the hills knowing that is where my help comes from but that help seems so very far away... and yet as I make that statement as I let that deep sigh come forth He is there before it has even fully left my body....
Strengths seem so funny to me and being capable of doing this or that seems so unimportant.... He... Him.. that which He is forget what He does.... who He is....
I look up to the hills and from the place my life flows... I look to Him and even when it would seem that the valley will swallow me within its landscape I look up to the hills and He comes leaping and dashing and jumping towards me... with joy and love and warmth and delight.....
The landscape opens up and sitting with Him on the valley floor carpeted by the lush green grass makes it all change.... laying down looking up and listening to the birds sing... the melodies filtering into my being and bringing forth their song within me makes all things new.... all those things that when we gaze at each other we know what they are.. but all that He surrounds me with... all that He surrounds me with... especially Himself makes all things within and without new... brand new... new in Him...
These days there is more of a knowing silence between us... both of us still and quiet among each other.... Him ... sharing of His strength.. me ... soaking it in.... These are seasons of silence and I don't think I will emerge how I entered... there are aspects of me that I wonder what will they look like.... a knowing within me that this time and this place walking with Him is altering the thoughts I think and the things I care about....
To do lists while plentiful are not beyond being thrown away and time while (well I don't know what time is at this point) but time speeding by can be slowed way down as a day becomes a thousand years and a thousand years becomes a day...
His ways get to dictate truth... His beauty... His truth.. His love.... His joy... they are so other then that which some would call beautiful or true or lovely or joyful but in embracing His gaze.. Him... I find the things of this world grow stranger and stranger and dimmer and dimmer..
Love is strong and it is magical and it is solid and it transforms and alters forever and the cross ... the cross is the ultimate symbol of love ... In death we live and find out the amazing beauty of abundant life...
In allowing death to have its work within me I live... in allowing weakness to be formed in me I am strong... in being poor I am rich... in being blind I get to see....
Stepping forward I am not ashamed to say that these days.. this season .. at times takes its toll on me... at times I lift up my eyes to the hills knowing that is where my help comes from but that help seems so very far away... and yet as I make that statement as I let that deep sigh come forth He is there before it has even fully left my body....
Strengths seem so funny to me and being capable of doing this or that seems so unimportant.... He... Him.. that which He is forget what He does.... who He is....
I look up to the hills and from the place my life flows... I look to Him and even when it would seem that the valley will swallow me within its landscape I look up to the hills and He comes leaping and dashing and jumping towards me... with joy and love and warmth and delight.....
The landscape opens up and sitting with Him on the valley floor carpeted by the lush green grass makes it all change.... laying down looking up and listening to the birds sing... the melodies filtering into my being and bringing forth their song within me makes all things new.... all those things that when we gaze at each other we know what they are.. but all that He surrounds me with... all that He surrounds me with... especially Himself makes all things within and without new... brand new... new in Him...
These days there is more of a knowing silence between us... both of us still and quiet among each other.... Him ... sharing of His strength.. me ... soaking it in.... These are seasons of silence and I don't think I will emerge how I entered... there are aspects of me that I wonder what will they look like.... a knowing within me that this time and this place walking with Him is altering the thoughts I think and the things I care about....
To do lists while plentiful are not beyond being thrown away and time while (well I don't know what time is at this point) but time speeding by can be slowed way down as a day becomes a thousand years and a thousand years becomes a day...
His ways get to dictate truth... His beauty... His truth.. His love.... His joy... they are so other then that which some would call beautiful or true or lovely or joyful but in embracing His gaze.. Him... I find the things of this world grow stranger and stranger and dimmer and dimmer..
Love is strong and it is magical and it is solid and it transforms and alters forever and the cross ... the cross is the ultimate symbol of love ... In death we live and find out the amazing beauty of abundant life...
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Today ... it was He and I. and that may be all I need to say...
Quiet.. it was very quiet between us... It is one of those moments where no words could even begin to touch what needed to be said and so instead the moments were full of quiet.... quiet and Him.... I curled up into Him and allowed the sweetness of His amazing strength to just saturate the room... the room was lit with Him and that which is His.... the lights displayed life and there was an other place atmosphere to it all... sinking into it I desired rest... and rest for my soul is that which He brought.. In amazing glorious hold nothing back style... just like Him...
And I sunk further into Him .. He is rest for the weary and for those that come baring empty pockets He truly does give the most glorious food....
So full of gratitude for all that He manifests in my life and so hungry for Him... so grateful for the reality of that I am seen... I am seen by Him.. He sees me... He knows me .. every thought... every way... everything... and being known by Him.. so ultimately known by Him I know that in being seen by Him I am made right... I am made whole... In being seen by Him I am granted the most amazing comfort...
Today.. it was He and I.... quiet... solid quiet... the quiet that exists between two of the best of friends...a quiet so serene .. so beautiful.. so strong.. a quiet that would cause one to think of a million words that could or should be written about it but that only through experience can one understand the depth of healing that pervades those quiet moments... In those moments it truly feels like a day is like a thousand.. and in those moments the thousand years of love and strength are added to me in a moment..... a moment contains more than a hundred life times could but in that moment of silence.. quiet... rest... my soul is restored unto Him....
His heart beat reverberates throughout all time and eternity and His beauty stretches into all that creation is...
How marvelous to be His daughter... how glorious... how completely awe inspiring...
And I sunk further into Him .. He is rest for the weary and for those that come baring empty pockets He truly does give the most glorious food....
So full of gratitude for all that He manifests in my life and so hungry for Him... so grateful for the reality of that I am seen... I am seen by Him.. He sees me... He knows me .. every thought... every way... everything... and being known by Him.. so ultimately known by Him I know that in being seen by Him I am made right... I am made whole... In being seen by Him I am granted the most amazing comfort...
Today.. it was He and I.... quiet... solid quiet... the quiet that exists between two of the best of friends...a quiet so serene .. so beautiful.. so strong.. a quiet that would cause one to think of a million words that could or should be written about it but that only through experience can one understand the depth of healing that pervades those quiet moments... In those moments it truly feels like a day is like a thousand.. and in those moments the thousand years of love and strength are added to me in a moment..... a moment contains more than a hundred life times could but in that moment of silence.. quiet... rest... my soul is restored unto Him....
His heart beat reverberates throughout all time and eternity and His beauty stretches into all that creation is...
How marvelous to be His daughter... how glorious... how completely awe inspiring...
No words could ever express what belonging to you does for my soul
In these moments the love of Father grows more intense and I grow very quiet..... He settles me like nothing else... no other thing can make firm the weepy places.... His affections saturate into the deepest places and His love strengthens and I am made whole.... Who is like our God?
It took me fifteen years of walking with Jesus to be able to see Father for that which He is and to become His daughter.... and every moment was so very worth it... every moment that would draw me in and pull me closer and closer to this place... walk it dear friends... walk it every day... allow Him to blow away the hindrances because in the end you drink of the riches of His grace and His passion and His gaze and you get to realize it is all solely about Father's passions.... and His passions are His children.... you.. me...
I leaned into Him today... leaned with all that I have and even with that which I don't have... I leaned and I leaned and I leaned ...
I felt His power course through me and behind me and its strength was quiet and firm... I didn't need Him to speak although He could and He would... I just needed Him... quiet moments of just being His .. His daughter in a place where all else creates this protective bubble and His presence envelopes me and within the shadow of His wing I breath...
Once not too long ago a friend of mine told me about all the counterfeits where people can hide... but he then expressed how the authentic place was found within the hiding places Father offers... and my friend who is right about oh so many things was just so very right about that....
Nothing could even touch let alone satisfy ... nothing could make me bolder... nothing could make me more than that which His loves makes me..... He... Him.. the Great I Am is passionate about me and all that He is .. all His power...all His might ... all Him... He pours that out within His affections and there aren't the words to express what one moment within the shelter of His love.. His presence does for me...
Father.. and with all that I am .. with the most adoration I can must I say Father... and I look to You.. glorious... amazing You... Being held in by You is the most amazing thing I will ever take into myself... and being Yours... being Yours .. Being Your daughter... Your own.. that knowledge is too amazing for me but I take it... I take it as truth and I let it wrap me up in the truth of it... You... Father... You are amazing and to be Your daughter is beyond words.. no words could ever express what belonging to You does for my soul....
Your love is amazing
It took me fifteen years of walking with Jesus to be able to see Father for that which He is and to become His daughter.... and every moment was so very worth it... every moment that would draw me in and pull me closer and closer to this place... walk it dear friends... walk it every day... allow Him to blow away the hindrances because in the end you drink of the riches of His grace and His passion and His gaze and you get to realize it is all solely about Father's passions.... and His passions are His children.... you.. me...
I leaned into Him today... leaned with all that I have and even with that which I don't have... I leaned and I leaned and I leaned ...
I felt His power course through me and behind me and its strength was quiet and firm... I didn't need Him to speak although He could and He would... I just needed Him... quiet moments of just being His .. His daughter in a place where all else creates this protective bubble and His presence envelopes me and within the shadow of His wing I breath...
Once not too long ago a friend of mine told me about all the counterfeits where people can hide... but he then expressed how the authentic place was found within the hiding places Father offers... and my friend who is right about oh so many things was just so very right about that....
Nothing could even touch let alone satisfy ... nothing could make me bolder... nothing could make me more than that which His loves makes me..... He... Him.. the Great I Am is passionate about me and all that He is .. all His power...all His might ... all Him... He pours that out within His affections and there aren't the words to express what one moment within the shelter of His love.. His presence does for me...
Father.. and with all that I am .. with the most adoration I can must I say Father... and I look to You.. glorious... amazing You... Being held in by You is the most amazing thing I will ever take into myself... and being Yours... being Yours .. Being Your daughter... Your own.. that knowledge is too amazing for me but I take it... I take it as truth and I let it wrap me up in the truth of it... You... Father... You are amazing and to be Your daughter is beyond words.. no words could ever express what belonging to You does for my soul....
Your love is amazing
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