Another's Love

I’m screaming today. 

Just wondering if anyone can hear,

for it is my heart that screams

with such resonance. 

I’m positive it is bursting the skies

for I am so full of

Another’s Love

that has Focused an Inflexible Stare

upon me;

this response is just my soul talking

as the outcome. 

Having Love

that is so Physically Powerful

and Constant

makes me giggle;

makes me want to show off

as it watches my every move

with such Delight.

It’s like everywhere I look

I see smiles

and I am what the smiles are about. 

Can you see it, can you see all the smiles. 

How could I not chuckle? 

How could I not run

with vitality of the Energy? 

Love so Concentrated

I am persuaded by its Warmth

to lay aside all cares and be a child. 

Love so Compelling

I want nothing

but to join its Embrace

as this Love Calls me Close. 

Love that encourages this child

to stay within its Sphere forever. 

I am so full of

Another’s Love. 

Can’t help but lift my voice. 

His Love Covered it all.   

My Papa said…!

Romans 8:31-39 (MSG)

So, what do you think? With God on our side like this, how can we lose? If God didn't hesitate to put everything on the line for us, embracing our condition and exposing himself to the worst by sending his own Son, is there anything else he wouldn't gladly and freely do for us? And who would dare tangle with God by messing with one of God's chosen? Who would dare even to point a finger? The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us. Do you think anyone is going to be able to drive a wedge between us and Christ's love for us? There is no way! Not trouble, not hard times, not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not bullying threats, not backstabbing, not even the worst sins listed in Scripture: They kill us in cold blood because they hate you.  We're sitting ducks; they pick us off one by one.

None of this fazes us because Jesus loves us. I'm absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God's love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us.

Emotions Are Colors Of The Soul

I’m afraid of emotions,” Mack admitted, a bit perturbed that she seemed to make light of it. “I don’t like how they feel. I’ve hurt others with them and I can’t trust them at all.  Did you create all of them or only the good ones?”

“Mackenzie,” Sarayu seemed to rise up into the air. He still had a difficult time looking right at her, but with the late afternoon sun reflecting off the water, it was even worse. “Emotions are the colors of the soul; they are spectacular and incredible. When you don’t feel, the world becomes dull and colorless. Just think how the The Great Sadness reduced the range of color in your life down to monotones and flat grays and blacks.”

“The Shack”, written by William P. Young, Page 196

What an amazing interesting book depicting the wonders of the relationship God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit hold together.  Each time I’ve read the book, a new Wonder of Love comes deep within my heart.  How Amazing the Triune work to invite me to join this relationship built for man created in His Image.  To become One with this Ultimate Place of Beauty.

I gaze into this unseen by natural eyes Kingdom, and I marvel with curiosity as it creates this yearning to explore.  Emotions soaring with unknown and questions. Just to touch the skirts of its Boundary is electrifying as Love Crashes in with Bolts of Power to my soul. 

A Wave seems to begin and helplessly I am carried through its emotional journey.  

Father, I can’t imagine anyone with more emotions than I have.

Highs and lows as I explore this relationship You have invited me to join.  

I love the dance of my thoughts as Your Love

plays around within my soul. 

 I find myself taking each playful moment and

reaching

to see all I can for nothing compares to this Playground. 

I ride Your Words of Life like the rhythm of a song. 

Up and down, fast and slow;

but I especially like those that are whole Notes

and the Emotions that hold me for a length of Pleasure

as the Thrill of Your Sound Pushes me across the Musical Page of Life. 

Satisfying my soul, as the Chills of the moment

Raise me to new levels of this Living Triune

at Work in me.  

Emotions set to rock my boat

so that I search Real and not the ease

of a single echo taught of man

rather than Your Love Singing. 

Emotions that sometimes are built

on Perfect Silence

that Builds to Release the next Exquisite Tune

so that the Ride will have the Delicate Exact

of Love’s Heart.  

The Colors will demand attention

as my eyes are careful to witness

the sight of each emotional Message Sung. 

Sweet Holy Spirit, Guide me

to each Note of His Love Song. 

I join in the Merriment of this Relationship

with the Highs and Lows of Your Majestic Tunes. 

I accept the Invitation to become One

as Your Colorful Existence Tickles my days

with Exciting New Songs. 

I ride Your Tunes (God) with Emotions (Holy Spirit)

set on Your Word, the Lord Jesus Christ. 

Count me in to be One with this Triune.

My Flowers of Immeasurable Design

Like a child,

I want to carry my simple heart

to You this morning

as I applaud with childish noise,

my open love to You,

my Savior and Friend. 

As I run boldly into this day

with Your Magnificent Life within,

I excitedly select special flowers from a field of many,

to embrace the Splendor of Your Majestic Dwelling. 

Choosing each bloom meticulously

until I can furnish

a design exactly perfect for You.  

Every blossom I hold, I wonder ---

how will You Respond when I present my choices?

Such brilliant colors and array of Designs You Created!   

Oh, the Wonders

of Your Wealth Poured into my garden.  

I cherish the Gifts of variety 

You Color in me. 

Because of You

I have Riches yet untouched. 

Because of You

I have Fountains of Living Water. 

A Well so Fresh and New 

that every day You bring Moisture

to Your garden.

I have Boundless Pleasures

as You Place me Securely

in the Path that leads to Abundance. 

I am Loved…!

…

So I want to whisper in Your Ear

how much I love You,

while I giggle and squirm

to present my simple gift,

my heart full of flowers from You. 

Here is my heart

filled with Your Workmanship

as I have delighted in its Blessings. 

With merriment

I raise my bouquet to Your Eyes,

my flowers of immeasurable Designs

You Place within me. 

Take my praise.

…

You Meet me with a returned

Giggle of a Father.

I'm so glad You like me.

I give with great exuberance

as I know these  are Your Favorites. 

My heart colored with the

Aroma of Your Blossoms. 

My heart is Yours and Your Love is mine.   

Each Drop Of Love

Papa,

when I really hear Love;

I do not know how to respond? 

Tell me,

tell me truly

for when Love comes so obviously across my heart,

I always want to fall down,

to cry,

and sob

for it has a melting that I cannot stand up to. 

I can hardly lift my eyes

for it Takes over every place of my being

and I’m overwhelmed with a move of emotions. 

My thoughts off in the yonder of later,

stop and carefully listen - what is happening?  

For True Love Sounds Mighty

and has an Entrance that is unspeakable and unforgettable.  

I listen,

and listen,

and listen,

for each Drop of Love has something so Divine

I know I’m being Changed drastically

as I am Captured by its Presence. 

I have no knowledge of just how,

but it is Working something inside me that Creates. 

Forming Loveliness

within as I know nothing but to accept such Love. 

Love Stays and I sing. 

Love Lingers and I dance. 

Love Engulfs me

and I move to another realm of Your Glory. 

Oh Papa,

I am so moved by the Love Jesus Showed

as He walked upon earth. 

It causes me to grip with all my might

such Love.

Sprew it out like news of top priority

for Deep is its Life. 

What significantly enormous pain

Jesus endured for my sake

to know this Place. 

Thinking of my needs

He Left His Home

to Live and Move me towards You. 

Papa,

I fall hard,

so very hard

in painful knowledge that I needed

this salvation.

I was so lost.

Destroyed by my own sin,

You Saw and still See all my words

that kill and destroy others;

and yet to the Cross

Designed to carry this,

You Sent Your Son. 

Jesus,

I am so moved by Your Passion

and Endurance to go

the Complete Lonely Road,

as rejection was poured on You daily. 

How You Loved me so much

to go to the Extreme for my sake. 

I bite those who hurt me,

You Loved those who hurt You. 

I scream for justice

and You Prayed the Father’s Forgiveness

for they know not what they do.

My soul cries for this same Passion

to be working constantly in me. 

Your Love daily

Gently Knocks

for Entrance to my heart,

Your garden.  

For the Holiness of Your Spirit

Tills my hard parched ground

and Love Plants Words

where Life begins it’s Growth. 

The Son Shines

and Blesses the Seeds

and the Wonders of Your Love has Branches. 

Mercy comes Running

and when it rains,

She Pampers the Growth with Kindness,

Protecting from the storms. 

Grace Leads the Growth

 by Encouraging me to continue;

for each difficult time -

my failure feels like thorns

upon a Beautiful Rose and I am ashamed. 

How Wonderful Your Love is. 

How Amazing I am of its Realness. 

Tell me Papa,

tell me how to respond

to such Love…? 

For Each Drop of Love

has something so Divine.

1 Corinthians 2:6 (MSG)

...God's wisdom is something mysterious that goes deep into the interior of his purposes. You don't find it lying around on the surface. It's not the latest message, but more like the oldest—what God determined as the way to bring out his best in us, long before we ever arrived on the scene. The experts of our day haven't a clue about what this eternal plan is. If they had, they wouldn't have killed the Master of the God-designed life on a cross. That's why we have this Scripture text: No one's ever seen or heard anything like this, Never so much as imagined anything quite like it— What God has arranged for those who love him. But you've seen and heard it because God by his Spirit has brought it all out into the open before you.

Run Frantically

Sweet Father,

the Tunes to all my songs,

I am in the middle of a Craze of Love

from Your Amazing Goodness and it lifts me to

run frantically for all that I can see. 

RUN Frantically, for each

Door of Your Grace has such Pleasure inside. 

I remember when I used to open Your Doors

so slowly

as I had such reserves to what You Might want from me. 

Afraid of Your Voice,

afraid of Your Plans for me,

afraid I couldn’t accomplish it,

afraid I was too much of a failure. 

Now, I find myself in a state of

needed patience

for the very thing I was nervous about;

for Your Will, Your Plan, Your Work in my life. 

For Your Love is so Mighty and Supreme

that You Supply the Plan & Complete the Plan. 

How Precious is the Love that

Flows from Your Throne to us. 

I want to stay under the Pouring

as I take my Ordered Steps to fulfill Your Kingdom on earth. 

Filling the earth with Your Glory of Excellence. 

Oh my Beloved,

Your very Name has the Fragrance of Life. 

How Lovely Life is from the eyes of Your bride. 

Taking in the Love that heals my soul,

heals my heart with Your Sweet Aroma. 

I say Your Name,

J      e      s      u      s,

for You are the Friend of my inner thoughts. 

You are

the Substance that Lays me down to rest in green pastures. 

Up from my deepest thoughts,

I cry for I know I have something

Sealed that it only belongs to me and You,

untouchable to any man. 

You are the Extended Boundary

past all knowledge and I am with You. 

I am sound and safe

for You Dwell in me and I in You. 

I have been Drawn to the Mountain of Praise

and I can see the Wonders of Beauty You Create. 

Like a rose here one day

and gone the next,

You have Formed Pleasures around my life

with Beauty everywhere for each moment,

as I Follow the Aroma that takes me

to the Doors of Great Surprises.  

Show me the Doors, Lord. 

Show me and then Draw me with the

Richness of Your Ordered Steps. 

I can only Praise You

for I can not take credit for such Love. 

I can only run frantically,

for each Door of Your Grace has such Pleasure inside.

Acts 17:24 (MSG)
"The God who made the world and everything in it, this Master of sky and land, doesn't live in custom-made shrines or need the human race to run errands for him, as if he couldn't take care of himself. He makes the creatures; the creatures don't make him. Starting from scratch, he made the entire human race and made the earth hospitable, with plenty of time and space for living so we could seek after God, and not just grope around in the dark but actually find him. He doesn't play hide-and-seek with us. He's not remote; he's near. We live and move in him, can't get away from him! One of your poets said it well: 'We're the God-created.' …

While So Low Of Heart

Deep breath, in and out… Deep breath, Ahhhhhh… as I begin a new week!  Father, what a glorious weekend and yet because I live on earth, many challenges!  I cannot even go into that imaginary place of never sleeping, yet I sleep sound because You never sleep.  Thank You so much for this extremely needed rest.  I am so sorry that I come to these exhausting places where I have little choice but to rest, where my mind and body forms a shut-down because I did not make time to listen, I just talk; or I did not take Your Life as mine, but attempted my own directions .  The Amazing is that even in my shut-down - - - You are always there, and to my surprise, You are Powerful…!  Showing me so many Places while so low of heart, I find no strength within myself; I come crawling to Your Mercy. How mystifying this all works!  So right now, I set my heart and affections towards You as I awake to the Mysteries this week holds for me and my family with anticipation.  For to lay down my life is to acknowledge I do not know what this week holds, I simply put my trust in Your Making.  I give my ordinary life into Your Hands as my offering, and not because it is anything - but that You will make something out of nothing.  I rest in Your Love while I live in Your Pure Grace..!

Romans 12:1-3 (Msg)

 ^1-2 So here's what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don't become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You'll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.

 ³I'm speaking to you out of deep gratitude for all that God has given me, and especially as I have responsibilities in relation to you. Living then, as every one of you does, in pure grace, it's important that you not misinterpret yourselves as people who are bringing this goodness to God. No, God brings it all to you. The only accurate way to understand ourselves is by what God is and by what he does for us, not by what we are and what we do for him.

I Caught You Singing Over Me

Songs of Wonder, Songs of Might with Color, Songs of Clarity, oh Wondrous Father, are You. 

Songs that a voice sings, simply because they know You.

Oh what a Love Language Your Heart is upon us.  I’ve often wondered what it meant that You “Sing Over” me, and could it really be that I would ever catch You doing so?  If so, what would You Sound like?  Would I suddenly hear out of the blue Your Voice saying my name?  My name, one who feels so lost as she hides in the bushes for sin has caused the bite of an apple. I struggle to understand.

But then, I ponder a sweet picture of a mother forming words to notes dancing in her heart, to the child she delights in.  Back and forth, back and forth, time escapes into the night as she rocks him, holding him as close to her face as possible; gazing into the face she loves. Looking for ‘herself’ in every movement for the likeness he resembles in fascinating.  Her head tilts to get a better view of every corner of his beautiful face, as stunningly this creation has stolen her affection so deep, she would gladly die for him, yet all he does is cry and demand upon her for all his care.  

But her eye does not move from him,

even after he is fast asleep as she listens to the song of love

that mysteriously came one special day

when his life was handed to her for the watching.

Could this Song I hear be Your Love Gazing at me and all I’m doing is crying?  All I know to do is make a noise for I cannot seem to walk, only fall.  Yet I’m Cuddled by Your Holy Spirit that Surrounds me as Arms of Love dance around my being.  Are you Gazing at me with intense determined Eyes of Safety and Ownership; ready to Stretch to whatever length it will require to bring me to fullness, while I, can only think of the moment?  

Though the night, an ordinary night last night, I am awakened and I cry.  Beautiful songs stir my sleep as Love Swarms over me.  Out of my heart love comes that I know so little of, but it was rolling over and over.  I could not escape its voice, so I rose from my bed, while more asleep then awake, and wrote in the dark as my love Song took form on paper….

“Love Pounding, Love Sounding, Love Reoccurring upon the earth!

Love Pounding, Love Sounding, Love Reoccurring upon the earth!

Love Pounding, Love Sounding, Love Reoccurring upon the earth!”

How Soft and yet so Governing it rode my thoughts as it came in Song.

Now awake and wondering….was that me singing?

Was that my heart singing “I love You” as I slept until I became aware of its echo so loudly within.  Like a heavy heartbeat as each Love Note beat so Boisterous.  No, it was You Singing over me and to those You Purchased, as Your Eyes Watch with Fierce Jealous Ownership, this Proclamation though Song of Your Heart.  For I only know to cry, rely completely on You. Like a child in their mother's safe arms.  I heard, I felt; I was there while Your Song Over us Flowed. 

I caught You, didn’t I?  I caught You Singing over me last night while I slept. 

I caught You Singing over me.