So, it turns out that I completely forgot that I created this blog sometime earlier this year. I tend to lose sight of the special kind of liberation and freedom God gives me through writing. I write quite often, but it's within the private confines of my prayer journal to my Lord. I think a certain vulnerability comes with putting your words out there for others to read and share in. I know it is for me because I could never spout off the events of my day in black and white (or pink and purple in this case). Feelings and emotions flow out...there is something spectacular to me about the written word. I'm not starting this blog again with the intention of drawing any kind of attention to myself or for others to simply read it. I want God Almighty to get glory from this in any way possible and to encourage others in the work that He is doing in my life. Plus, I receive joy from writing, even if it is only on an unseen blog. So, I just wanted to put forth the vulnerability I will inevitably feel by putting any part of myself out there for others to take part in. I trust and know, though, that God is working and moving around me, through me, and in me in ways that make my heart sing to Him unashamedly. I hope that all of His people come to know the complete and surpassing joy of Jesus Christ. He is my Treasure and my Song. So, here is a song that has been on my heart these past few days that I have been offering up to my King. The words are powerful because they are Truth...
Son of God, Shaper of the stars
You alone, the Dweller of our hearts
Mighty King, how beautiful You are
How beautiful
Son of God, the Father's Gift to us
You alone were broken on the altar of love
Precious Lamb, our freedom's in Your blood
It's in Your blood
Jesus, O Holy One
I sing to You, forgiven
Savior, I'm overcome
With Your great love for me
Son of God, strength beyond compare
You alone the darkness cannot bear
Lord of love, Your kindness draws me near
It draws me
Son of God, Prophecy of old
You alone, Redeemer of my soul
Come again and lead Your people home
Come lead us home
Jesus, O Holy One
I sing to You, forgiven
Savior, I'm overcome
With Your great love for me
You are worthy
You are worthy
You are worthy of all my praise
You are beautiful
You are beautiful
So I'll lift up my hands and sing
--Son of God *starfield*
Last night I was spending time in prayer with the Lord and I was overcome with a feeling that I have felt many times before. From time to time, I get an ache deep within my heart over the physical separation I feel between myself and Jesus. I have a deep longing that is so strong to see Him face to face that I ache over it. This aching is proof that I am a pilgrim and stranger in this world and I was made for another place. No matter how much it hurts to want to see my Lord, to gather at His feet, to curl up on His lap, to rest in His arms, to dance before Him, to fall facedown at His throne, I have the promise that one day it will be so. Though I am homesick, it will not last. For all eternity I will be in the amazing and glorious presence of Jesus Christ, the Lover of my soul and my Breath of Life. Alleluia! Praise the Lord for He alone is worthy. Worthy is the Lamb who was slain.
