I've been thinking a lot lately about where my heart is. What am I passionate about? What am I committed to? Am I all God's or not? God is such a gentleman that he will never force us to serve or follow him. He asks us to, and he pursues our hearts with passion and longing, but he never forces himself on us. Do I really believe that God loves me deeply; that his love is far deeper than all I've ever imagined or hoped it to be? Do I really believe that the Enemy is a liar, and that to believe his lies is to be a slave? Do I really believe that to be a follower of God is to be more free than I can comprehend? Do I want to be free? Where is my heart? Who am I devoted to? My Self or God? He has part of my heart, but that is not enough. He is the Divine Lover of my soul, and he wants it all. To be fully alive and fully free, I must fully devote myself to him!
If we could hear the music of a life fully devoted to God, what would it sound like? I think it would be a song so beautiful that it would make us want to cry and dance and join in the song all at once. I think it would be the most beautiful thing we had ever heard. And I think God does hear it. But you know, I think we'll get to hear it someday. I think God keeps us from hearing it until we are with him in our future glorified state, because it is in such perfect harmony with his own song, and so very beautiful and close to him, that the aching and awe inside us for him would be unbearable for us right now. But someday... someday we will hear it, and more than that... I think we will hear God's song.
And I imagine that it's not only music. I think that a life fully devoted to God has incredible colors, and light, and fragrance. There is so much of God in a life fully devoted to him, because it is in such unity with him. It is an unending spring of life and power through the Holy Spirit. It has freely been given to God, and therefore he will not limit himself in perfecting it and working through it in full power.
There is no limit to what God can and will do through such a life as this. Is that not awesomely beautiful?
Wednesday, 24 August 2011
Thursday, 25 November 2010
Your Emotion
There is a warm knowing
That wherever I go
There will be emotion
Because you are there.
Love melts the ice when my heart grows cold
When I have left all feeling far behind
You release your own emotions from deep within my soul
And these cannot be stifled - they always overflow
In weeping, or singing, or peace and strength, or joy.
There is a warm knowing
That wherever I go
There will be emotion
Because you are there.
That wherever I go
There will be emotion
Because you are there.
Love melts the ice when my heart grows cold
When I have left all feeling far behind
You release your own emotions from deep within my soul
And these cannot be stifled - they always overflow
In weeping, or singing, or peace and strength, or joy.
There is a warm knowing
That wherever I go
There will be emotion
Because you are there.
Wednesday, 7 July 2010
Doorway to the Doorway
Endless swirling green
In my focused, limited vision
Through glass, a clear glass
Variations and subtleties
Without termination
And I can feel it all around me
Somehow without losing the
Bearing of ascent.
Winds that for a moment
Rushed around inside my body
Have silenced to whispers of Anticipation.
Worries vanished; the rescue is peace
Before I even realize that
It isn't somehow
My own escape,
And this is only
The doorway to
The Doorway to
The Beyond All:
The Origin of The Rescue...
In my focused, limited vision
Through glass, a clear glass
Variations and subtleties
Without termination
And I can feel it all around me
Somehow without losing the
Bearing of ascent.
Winds that for a moment
Rushed around inside my body
Have silenced to whispers of Anticipation.
Worries vanished; the rescue is peace
Before I even realize that
It isn't somehow
My own escape,
And this is only
The doorway to
The Doorway to
The Beyond All:
The Origin of The Rescue...
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
The Word.
Here is something beautiful:
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning.
Through Him all things were made; without Him nothing was made that has been made. In Him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood (or overcome) it...
He was in the world, and though the world was made through Him, the world did not recognize Him. He came to that which was His own, but His own did not receive Him. Yet to all who received Him, to those who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God - children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband's will, but born of God.
The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us. We have seen His glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth...
from the fullness of His grace we have all received one blessing after another. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God, but God the One and Only, who is at the Father's side, has made Him known."
This is one of the most thrilling passages I have yet read in the Bible! I think it is so exhilirating because these words are SO simple and SO rich. The Word... There is such great power in the written word - words like those above from John chapter 1. Yet as powerful as written words are, they can't compare to spoken words - words like Jesus' speaking of Creation into existence, and His speaking of life into a Lazarus. And still, spoken words cannot even begin to compare to the Living, Breathing, Being Word: Jesus the Great Brother and King, God who makes God known, The Light. He is the Word who says: "I am the Living One" and "I am making all things new!"
(Rev.1.18,21.5)
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning.
Through Him all things were made; without Him nothing was made that has been made. In Him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood (or overcome) it...
He was in the world, and though the world was made through Him, the world did not recognize Him. He came to that which was His own, but His own did not receive Him. Yet to all who received Him, to those who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God - children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband's will, but born of God.
The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us. We have seen His glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth...
from the fullness of His grace we have all received one blessing after another. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God, but God the One and Only, who is at the Father's side, has made Him known."
This is one of the most thrilling passages I have yet read in the Bible! I think it is so exhilirating because these words are SO simple and SO rich. The Word... There is such great power in the written word - words like those above from John chapter 1. Yet as powerful as written words are, they can't compare to spoken words - words like Jesus' speaking of Creation into existence, and His speaking of life into a Lazarus. And still, spoken words cannot even begin to compare to the Living, Breathing, Being Word: Jesus the Great Brother and King, God who makes God known, The Light. He is the Word who says: "I am the Living One" and "I am making all things new!"
(Rev.1.18,21.5)
Sunday, 31 January 2010
Unbounded - 1.17,31.10
These are the lyrics of a song I just finished writing today:
Your irrevocable grace
Your merciful design
To make a love covenant with me!
For my unfaithfulness
You'd take the death penalty.
Unbounded tension and relief:
An undeserved way out for me,
And the undeserved suffering of my Ever-Faithful God.
This is more than anyone else would offer me
Far beyond what any false god would give
The angels marvel and the universe sings
Of Your passion unmeasureable for me.
Unbounded holiness and joy
You are the Lover of my soul
I long for You, and I will not rest until I see Your face.
What profound a peace is this:
It is finished; I am free!
The Earth trembles from its deepest hidden places...
My resurrected Jesus is my Solid Rock and Rest.
Unbounded power over all
You send Truth out to bring me in
There's no place in all the world
Where I cannot see Your dance of love for me.
Your irrevocable grace
Your merciful design
To make a love covenant with me!
For my unfaithfulness
You'd take the death penalty.
Unbounded tension and relief:
An undeserved way out for me,
And the undeserved suffering of my Ever-Faithful God.
This is more than anyone else would offer me
Far beyond what any false god would give
The angels marvel and the universe sings
Of Your passion unmeasureable for me.
Unbounded holiness and joy
You are the Lover of my soul
I long for You, and I will not rest until I see Your face.
What profound a peace is this:
It is finished; I am free!
The Earth trembles from its deepest hidden places...
My resurrected Jesus is my Solid Rock and Rest.
Unbounded power over all
You send Truth out to bring me in
There's no place in all the world
Where I cannot see Your dance of love for me.
Wednesday, 5 August 2009
Morning Psalm
When sunlight breaks over the mountains,
And depth of vision appears;
When the morning warms my hands and face,
And the full breath of life fills my body and soul -
I praise you for your goodness,
And I praise you for your unfailing love!
New grace, New mercies,
New fulfillment of your perfect purposes...
GREAT is your faithfulness!
How wide! How deep! How infinite, eternal, and unchangeable!
GREAT is your faithfulness, my Beautiful God!
And depth of vision appears;
When the morning warms my hands and face,
And the full breath of life fills my body and soul -
I praise you for your goodness,
And I praise you for your unfailing love!
New grace, New mercies,
New fulfillment of your perfect purposes...
GREAT is your faithfulness!
How wide! How deep! How infinite, eternal, and unchangeable!
GREAT is your faithfulness, my Beautiful God!
Thursday, 30 July 2009
Don't be murky. Don't be clear... But clarify yourself.
Unthinkably intentional.
Why would you do this?
I don't know what to think of what you are.
Confusingly BEing.
What is your motive?
You are not who I thought you were.
Chronically different?
Please be unchangeable...
I think...
Eternal?
You are confusing me.
Be one.
Stay there.
Hear me.
Speak true.
Sing beauty.
I need to see solid in your eyes.
I need to see authentic.
Trustworthy.
I need to feel care in your touch.
I need to feel it.
I need to feel?
Speak reality to me.
I have to know.
I have to know, or I die.
Show yourself to be all that you say you are.
Show yourself.
Be true.
Be Truth.
Why would you do this?
I don't know what to think of what you are.
Confusingly BEing.
What is your motive?
You are not who I thought you were.
Chronically different?
Please be unchangeable...
I think...
Eternal?
You are confusing me.
Be one.
Stay there.
Hear me.
Speak true.
Sing beauty.
I need to see solid in your eyes.
I need to see authentic.
Trustworthy.
I need to feel care in your touch.
I need to feel it.
I need to feel?
Speak reality to me.
I have to know.
I have to know, or I die.
Show yourself to be all that you say you are.
Show yourself.
Be true.
Be Truth.
Wednesday, 22 July 2009
Polar.
Cold confusion
A dark night with
Flowing colors and
Beautiful creatures
Enchanting territory
It’s frightening
The opposite pole is far away
The magnetism tugs at my soul and my body
And in this dim polar region
A voice of the air calls me to dwell
With a motive to capture and enslave me
To cause me pain and death in the icy exposure and
To cause me to fall through a façade of
Solidly frozen waters
To be swept into the ghostly jaws of
The whore and the priest
Who have drowned in this dark polar sea.
A dark night with
Flowing colors and
Beautiful creatures
Enchanting territory
It’s frightening
The opposite pole is far away
The magnetism tugs at my soul and my body
And in this dim polar region
A voice of the air calls me to dwell
With a motive to capture and enslave me
To cause me pain and death in the icy exposure and
To cause me to fall through a façade of
Solidly frozen waters
To be swept into the ghostly jaws of
The whore and the priest
Who have drowned in this dark polar sea.
Sunday, 14 June 2009
Burning Away the Mask
Blazing Sun
Burns away my mask,
Revealing a fearful soul so small;
I am tired and scarred.
I smell the Presence,
The fragrance of healing.
My hands reach out for
Invisible Reality,
As a Music -
Not in my ears but in my spirit -
Calls me passionately
To a life worth living.
Burns away my mask,
Revealing a fearful soul so small;
I am tired and scarred.
I smell the Presence,
The fragrance of healing.
My hands reach out for
Invisible Reality,
As a Music -
Not in my ears but in my spirit -
Calls me passionately
To a life worth living.
Thursday, 11 June 2009
Truth
Vibrantly ethereal
Truth.
So clear So exact So precise
Slicing through "impenetrable" darkness
Like a light of diamond.
Rays of color, rays of light -
We cannot touch it,
But it touches us gently.
The dark cannot touch it,
But Light crushes Dark with
Infinite force.
Truth.
So clear So exact So precise
Slicing through "impenetrable" darkness
Like a light of diamond.
Rays of color, rays of light -
We cannot touch it,
But it touches us gently.
The dark cannot touch it,
But Light crushes Dark with
Infinite force.
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