Arise my love
Draw neigh to me, oh fairest one
My heart, longs for your embrace...
Arise my love
Draw neigh to me, oh fairest one
My heart, longs for your embrace...
Listen my lover,
I am knocking at your door
how long, must I wait...
Show me your face,
Let me capture your heart
I am, love sick...
Give me a chance,
I'll stay by your side,
I'm lovesick,
over you my bride
Give me a chance,
I'll stay by your side,
I'm lovesick,
Over you my bride
Make haste
My beloved
I'm waiting
In our secret place
Make haste
My beloved
I'm waiting
In our secret place
Oh, come away with me...
~Jesus, Via me.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Mold Me
Mold me dear Lord, mold me with your hands; mold me with your heart. Take this clay and make a way, for my life to shine for you. Take my broken shards, and throw them out; remove fear and doubt. Burn me with a fire, the pain is purifying, purge my fleshly desire. You gave me life at Calvary's cross, teach me your holiness, so that fleshly bliss, can be counted as loss...
If your face is all I seek, then I've sought the truth. Take me to a place that I might know the fullness of your grace, your love IS enough, teach me how YOU want me to win this race. Let the words I speak drench my lips with honey, and not spoil them with arrogance, pride, hate, or envy. When I speak to the world they should see you, because you reign in me.
I can't know compassion if I don't remember how I've suffered, it says so in your word, so I thank you for hardships, I thank you for storms, I thank you for the valleys, for when I'm on the mountain, I enjoy it SO much more.
Take me. Purge me. Melt me down, and mold me up. Have my heart, fill my cup with your personality and your truth, I want, I desire, I NEED to be like YOU.
If your face is all I seek, then I've sought the truth. Take me to a place that I might know the fullness of your grace, your love IS enough, teach me how YOU want me to win this race. Let the words I speak drench my lips with honey, and not spoil them with arrogance, pride, hate, or envy. When I speak to the world they should see you, because you reign in me.
I can't know compassion if I don't remember how I've suffered, it says so in your word, so I thank you for hardships, I thank you for storms, I thank you for the valleys, for when I'm on the mountain, I enjoy it SO much more.
Take me. Purge me. Melt me down, and mold me up. Have my heart, fill my cup with your personality and your truth, I want, I desire, I NEED to be like YOU.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Ramp
Well, I got back this week from an almost two week trip to the south!
We drove from Klamath Falls, Oregon to Reno, Nevada and caught a plane to Denver! From there we flew into New Orleans and drove the 3.5 hours to my grandpa's house in Brandon Mississippi!
We spent time with family and family friend for a few days and then drove the 3.5 hours to Hamilton, Alabama where we attended the Ramp. It was incredible. I got more from that than I ever have in a church service! They are trying to "Awaken a Generation" and I think that's exactly what's going to happen! There was so much freedom there, and the spirit of the Lord just hovered in that room! I'm so glad I got to go.
I guess that's all for now. :)
We drove from Klamath Falls, Oregon to Reno, Nevada and caught a plane to Denver! From there we flew into New Orleans and drove the 3.5 hours to my grandpa's house in Brandon Mississippi!
We spent time with family and family friend for a few days and then drove the 3.5 hours to Hamilton, Alabama where we attended the Ramp. It was incredible. I got more from that than I ever have in a church service! They are trying to "Awaken a Generation" and I think that's exactly what's going to happen! There was so much freedom there, and the spirit of the Lord just hovered in that room! I'm so glad I got to go.
I guess that's all for now. :)
Friday, August 6, 2010
Fragments
"Here's my heart,
Torn apart,
These fragments are all that remain...
Mend it with,
your thread of love...
So your passion might flow through my veins..."
Those are lyrics to a song I wrote several months ago... and I'm realizing how very true they are. Sometimes it's only when we're truly broken that we realize we NEED to be flooded in the Love of God... That we NEED that passion, because that's what we were created for, it's what our soul longs for, and we'll never be completely happy until we're drowning in it!
It's a shame that it takes being broken to bring us to that place, but I guess that's the beauty in brokenness. When all peace is lost, when all hope is lost, when all our dreams seem to be crumbling around us... He's there. He's always there to pick us up and hold us in his arms, and tell us that it's okay... daddy loves you, and everything is going to be okay!
It's a beautiful thing! There's never a better comfort than having our heavenly daddy pick us up, hold us in his arms, and fix the brokenness!
He's the giver of life, peace, love, joy, hope, acceptance, and authority!
I was engaged to be married on October 2nd of this year... but here about a week ago, I lost all my peace. I lost that joy... that hope... and I've never felt so horrible in my entire life. I felt SO broken, and so lost. I thought I was happy! I thought all my dreams were coming true... but I was broken. I think I've always been a little broken, and It's just now coming to the place that I have to step OUT of my comfort zone, and let him fix me. I won't be truly happy with anyone, or anything, in any place until healing is finished.
It's not even about getting married anymore... it's about letting the Lord have me to the point I don't have to worry about myself. I need to give up all the things that I've carried with me for so many years and let Jesus bear that burden... because that's what He was born to do. That's why He died for me! He loves the broken ones... and wants nothing more than to pick up their fragments... mend them with love... and send them into blessings, and live more abundant.
Torn apart,
These fragments are all that remain...
Mend it with,
your thread of love...
So your passion might flow through my veins..."
Those are lyrics to a song I wrote several months ago... and I'm realizing how very true they are. Sometimes it's only when we're truly broken that we realize we NEED to be flooded in the Love of God... That we NEED that passion, because that's what we were created for, it's what our soul longs for, and we'll never be completely happy until we're drowning in it!
It's a shame that it takes being broken to bring us to that place, but I guess that's the beauty in brokenness. When all peace is lost, when all hope is lost, when all our dreams seem to be crumbling around us... He's there. He's always there to pick us up and hold us in his arms, and tell us that it's okay... daddy loves you, and everything is going to be okay!
It's a beautiful thing! There's never a better comfort than having our heavenly daddy pick us up, hold us in his arms, and fix the brokenness!
He's the giver of life, peace, love, joy, hope, acceptance, and authority!
I was engaged to be married on October 2nd of this year... but here about a week ago, I lost all my peace. I lost that joy... that hope... and I've never felt so horrible in my entire life. I felt SO broken, and so lost. I thought I was happy! I thought all my dreams were coming true... but I was broken. I think I've always been a little broken, and It's just now coming to the place that I have to step OUT of my comfort zone, and let him fix me. I won't be truly happy with anyone, or anything, in any place until healing is finished.
It's not even about getting married anymore... it's about letting the Lord have me to the point I don't have to worry about myself. I need to give up all the things that I've carried with me for so many years and let Jesus bear that burden... because that's what He was born to do. That's why He died for me! He loves the broken ones... and wants nothing more than to pick up their fragments... mend them with love... and send them into blessings, and live more abundant.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Oh, Fairest Among Women....
Probably a lot of these posts are going to be based off of Song of Solomon. It's the most romantic book of the bible. Now... I consider myself a romantic girl, by all means, but I'm realizing more and more how important it is to have that romantic passion for the Lord.
In Song of Solomon, the Shulamite rightly chooses between the flashy wealth of the king, and the passionate true love of the Shepard. She knew that riches untold could NEVER compare to the ardent love of her Beloved. She said: "My Beloved is mine, and I am HIS." And OH, how he loved her! It's easy to tell! He calls out to her.. "Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold you are fair!"
Webster's current dictionary defines fair as:
Free from blemish, imperfection, or anything that impairs the appearance, quality, or character.
Now, I don't know about you... but I want the Lord looking down at me calling me FAIR! To the Shepard the Shulamite was fairest among women! She was free from blemish in his eyes! She had no imperfections in her heart. THAT is what I want to be for the Lord!
I'm positive that the Shulamite was beautiful to the Shepard on the outside as well. He did plenty of comparisons to prove that! But he tells her that they're are sixty queens, eighty concubines,And virgins without number.... but HIS dove... the perfect one, is the ONLY one. There had to be more than just looks to make her the ONLY one he could love. She loved him with more than her looks, she loved him with her heart!
When you love someone with your entire heart, you do everything you can to demonstrate that love! I want to prove my love to the Lord by becoming fair on the inside, so that my heart can mirror HIS.
I'm gonna start working on my character a lot more, and a lot more fervently. I'm going to start just really striving for gratefulness, holiness, humility, joyfulness, kindness, patience, virtue, and wisdom... so that I too might be called Fair in the eyes of the Lord.
In Song of Solomon, the Shulamite rightly chooses between the flashy wealth of the king, and the passionate true love of the Shepard. She knew that riches untold could NEVER compare to the ardent love of her Beloved. She said: "My Beloved is mine, and I am HIS." And OH, how he loved her! It's easy to tell! He calls out to her.. "Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold you are fair!"
Webster's current dictionary defines fair as:
Free from blemish, imperfection, or anything that impairs the appearance, quality, or character.
Now, I don't know about you... but I want the Lord looking down at me calling me FAIR! To the Shepard the Shulamite was fairest among women! She was free from blemish in his eyes! She had no imperfections in her heart. THAT is what I want to be for the Lord!
I'm positive that the Shulamite was beautiful to the Shepard on the outside as well. He did plenty of comparisons to prove that! But he tells her that they're are sixty queens, eighty concubines,And virgins without number.... but HIS dove... the perfect one, is the ONLY one. There had to be more than just looks to make her the ONLY one he could love. She loved him with more than her looks, she loved him with her heart!
When you love someone with your entire heart, you do everything you can to demonstrate that love! I want to prove my love to the Lord by becoming fair on the inside, so that my heart can mirror HIS.
I'm gonna start working on my character a lot more, and a lot more fervently. I'm going to start just really striving for gratefulness, holiness, humility, joyfulness, kindness, patience, virtue, and wisdom... so that I too might be called Fair in the eyes of the Lord.
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