Dancing with my heart, my words, my song, and my love, before my God…

But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who
LOVE YOUR NAME may rejoice in you. Psalms 5:11

Monday, April 11, 2011

ANGELS, Taken By The Thought of Its Extreme

Angels, angels, oh my, angels around Him in the Midst of His Throne and about His Sweet Presence ere it be found, Forever.  What a host of angelic activity about the unseen and on going as his Presence fills the earth to which we walk.  Angels spreading and taking His Oil of Gladness to the hearts of His Owned as we stand under the Ring of His Glory.  Angels, Oh my, I am so taken by the thought of its Extreme, of comprehension beyond my searching; Sounding so mighty the Praise of One Holy by His Glory Created in angelic servants.  Designed by His Making so much Work we can only imagine with a small portion, the Creation and servants of Duty.  Yet to see, but oh to desire to see, and be a part of this Knowledge of His Word of the Ring of Glory sitting to Make Known His Majesty, Making the Noise of Holiness around His Throne.  Worthy, so Worthy is the Lamb that was lead to a Cross for me, the Lamb of God. Noise of those who tell the News, Orchestrated to Sing the Song that brings the cry of Amazements.  For always they look upon His Work as desire has given them purpose, His Purpose.  Force has no boundary but to Fulfill.  Giving ready day and night to His Bid, His Call, His Ultimate Wish.  The host of His Army angels pouring out the Call of the Father upon the earth to prepare the bride for their Bridegroom.  I, I am His bride, and have been assigned those He has Instructed towards me.  Each carrying His Command towards my destiny in Him.  So many, so numerous it is impossible for count.  I join in the Celebration.  Dancing as I join in with the Sounds of Praise.  I join in the Musical to contribute to the Table Spread in which we, the broken and downcast have been Invited.  He has found us damaged but Given us His Glorious Best.  All the host of His Wonders Spread His Sweet Aroma as they Follow His Wind of Command which cause His bride to breath in unknown New Aromas Designed to turn their heads towards Him.  Too numerous are they, Created in Obedience as Pleasure of Pureness.  They Hold His Word in awe as Stricken Fact as they Drop each Portioned Oil Drop upon those Sealed by the Blood of the Lamb so Holy.   He Give’s but one request… Come, He Says…. Come and be a part of a Celebration that Honors the Lamb. 
Come, He says..! 
The Path will be Clear, COME…! 
Be Taken by My EXTREME..!

Hebrews 12:22
22 But you have come to Mount Zion and to the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, to an innumerable company of angels, 23 to the general assembly and church of the firstborn who are registered in heaven, to God the Judge of all, to the spirits of just men made perfect, 24 to Jesus the Mediator of the new covenant, and to the blood of sprinkling that speaks better things than that of Abel.

Papa, how much More can You Love me?

Papa, how much More can You Love me?  I open my eyes this morning with difficulty for they are heavy.  How and with what can I show gratefulness?  Oh God… HOW..!!!?  How do I tell You that I am so pleased and so honored that Your Love Finds me Your Subject.  I am overwhelmed with what You have done.  I am showered with Blessings that wrap me up in Beauty that is not even my own.  It is Love in exchange for anger and confusion.  It is Love in exchange for such a heavy heart.  Such Peace to cause me to be Still and find You with Your Total Thoughts Working for my good.  I am grateful as I see Your Tender and Amazing Kindness, so please, find these tears happy tears for I know that in all this You have done, You have Promised many more of Your Abundances as life continues to be mine in You.   It is hard to look at You, I am so sorry, but it is gives me such humility to receive such Wonders.  Sometimes it is hard to accept with understanding for You know everything about me, I try to hide but You always Find me and even watch me trying to hide.  I am a troubled child and I become angry and think I’m finding safety in doing so.  You Wait with Long Suffering and while You Reach for my heart You Speak….’It’s going to be alright!’  Oh my God, my Papa Father that Formed me so long ago, I know not how to say thank You.  How could I know what I was getting into when I asked Jesus to be my Lord and teach me who You are.  How could I know what I was getting into when I accepted Your Sweet Spirit to be all the Fulfillments of Your Heart for me.  You knew me when this happened.  You knew how I would walk this out.  You knew and yet You kept Speaking to me, to turn around all my falling to only see You more Clearly.  How and with what can I show gratefulness?  I am walking with just a need.  I am seeking because I have such needs.  I am reaching out because I am in need.  Papa, how much More can You Love me?  How much More can You Continue to have Eyes for me?  I cannot understand ‘always’ for I have not yet had this be my own personality so I only know to keep seeking You and let Your Work be a Demonstration of what You are, the I Am.  Your Righteousness is all I can wear for my own has holes and is stained with selfishness.  I do give You much praise, so much adoration for I do know Your Love is and has been Complete Faithfulness.  Thank you for giving me an earthly father to understand so much better how You are.  I found a note yesterday just stashed away in a receipt box; so easily it could have been accidently tossed.  I know You were behind my daddy’s love and Find such Pleasure in Flowing through us to our children.  I love my own children so much and I know that is Love from You.  It was December 16, 2003 and daddy called me but I was not home.  He left a message on my voicemail.  He sang it to me like he has done so many times as he makes up his own words.  Here is his song. 

Did you ever know
how much I love you?

Did you ever know
you are a special one?

Did you ever think
how much you make my
heart blink?

Happy birthday to you…
even though
it’s early
and not your birthday.

My birthday is in October so it was a long ways from my birthday but that is just like Your Love… way ahead of time..!

I am so grateful for Your Abundance…!  

Psalm 145: (The Message Bible)
 8 God is all mercy and grace—
      not quick to anger, is rich in love.
 9 God is good to one and all;
      everything he does is suffused with grace.

 13 Your kingdom is a kingdom eternal;
      you never get voted out of office.
   God always does what he says,
      and is gracious in everything he does.
 14 God gives a hand to those down on their luck,
      gives a fresh start to those ready to quit.

Papa, how much More can You Love me?