No Matter What My Mind Accepts

No matter what my mind accepts or rejects, Your love sings in every place I go.  When I can hardly allow my thoughts run to even the simplest area of my big complications, tears owning each moment, You still lift up the standard of such love You are, now and forever.

 Loving Your work when You filled six days with Your glory, with a finale of making human in Your own image; taking You to a rest as joy danced within You over extreme excitement that love would cover and multiply.  

How rich this Royalty spoke as it echoes You are the beginning and the end.  

As we feast from knowledge of who You are, we scatter the wonders of such magnificence.  Giving us Jesus, the Name of a great city, the kingdom salvation built to hold me while I wait to be transformed completely.  

Because You are, I am forever.  

Everything Right

Life gets so heavy at times with our prayers, whether it be from our own struggles that cause confusion or those who we have contact with that are struggling. We find our self with broken hearts, as I do myself.

I go back today and look in on His sweet wonders that warred to bring me His life.  Here is what I recall...

I came to the spring that comforts with refreshment when I cannot even identify my needs.  Positive my heart is in its worst state ever, I rehearse His love that spoke with its gentle breeze weeks ago. "Nothing more is needed, nothing more is asked, lay your heart before Him, give it to Him as His task."

Troubled and emotions so low, with great difficulty I hardly managed to speak.  Deep, deep confusion brought by such a moment, I ask "WHAT and HOW can I lay my heart before You?  Tell me again, Lord, how to do this."  With an outpouring, I began to share, to speak like I would to someone who was beside me, pleading with them for help.  Telling them my story, in hopes they would help me make the change or change something for me so I could be healed.

I began to sobbed so heavy, my breathing mixed with catching my breath, between the outburst of tears after this conversation...

His love spoke, "I want to heal your heart."
My pain replies, "I feel like I can't be fixed"
His love spoke, "I'm not coming to you because you are doing wrong, I am coming because you are doing everything right."
My pain replies, "That is not me, I am not doing anything right.  You cannot be saying this."
His love spoke, "But I am saying this. When you bring your heart to me, you have done EVERYTHING right."

My arms went up and one hand fell in somewhat of a beat upon my heart.  Then my other hand came to repeat the same action.  Still sobbing, my hands formed an in/out beating motion, like the pumping of a heart. I realized angels had been assigned to bring me back to life as love pour into an empty broken heart.

I lay in the arms of His passion while the work I will understand as time passes, was ministered to me.

Stone Is Thrown And The Giant Falls

I put on Your Name 

as the power that nothing can cross 

and facts line up 

like a book writes truth to read.  

Whatever I have, 

pains or dance, 

I am dripping 

with new clarity on life.  

Where the edges of the road 

are marked with high barriers 

so I stay within the track 

and my journey stays in sight.  

I wear Your Name 

and the strength of my grip 

goes on supernatural, 

as if spiritual adrenalin 

was injected and the giant 

now appears to be against 

much more than he knew 

was before him, 

the kingdom of Jesus 

and all His Name involves.  

For who can fight 

the resurrection of the kingdom of God?  

For what destruction 

meant to accomplish 

(steal, kill, and destroy), 

meets the Name I am purchased under, 

destruction pleads to be released 

into the swine 

until their time.  

I remain small as David 

in statue 

but honor is declared 

when the stone is thrown 

and the giant falls.  

The Name “Jesus” 

bellows into the depths of hell 

as again they are forced to hear 

the Name 

that defeated their hate 

for the God who sits upon the throne.  

And I crown 

my God with my love, 

with His glory 

as His love flows 

to be heard on every mountain top 

and every valley.  

Gathering after gathering 

of the host of angels 

watch and sing 

Holy, Holy, Holy 

is the most high God, 

who was 

and is 

and is to come.  

Earth and all of the heavens 

watch as the weakness of man 

sees the might of God 

and trembles.  

Earth and all of the heavens 

behold the glory 

of the risen King of kings.

Surrender

Sweet is the song 

that encircles those who surrender. 

As zillions of words created 

speak within 

as they dance across the heart 

to be chosen, 

the deep promises of God 

rule while nonresistance exposes 

the beauty of salvation. 

The Father is singing 

and the ears of surrendered ones 

hear the emotions 

and straight forward work 

of a busy and content God. 

You sense His look of passion 

as penetrated ugly lies melt 

that sold you the petty value 

of your heart. 

You see clearly His desire 

as it becomes the substance 

that touches all your pain.  

Difficulty hits 

as you work to return His stare 

for such power of love 

takes time to soak in.  

But like a song 

that rings one beautiful note after another 

with its own beautiful word 

riding upon its sound; 

soon comes the message He declares. 

All around you it circles 

like a tornado of mighty force 

love is, 

and you realize total surrender 

is the only move you can make. 

Now dancing in this wind of love, 

you are carried to be adored 

as His love sings.  

Walking with His angels; 

singing with Words 

that come from the presence 

of their devoted assignments. 

A journey set to hear 

Word upon Word 

that finds a picture 

of the One true great God, 

I become the color of His face.