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

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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.  

Thursday, September 19, 2013

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.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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.


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.