Climbing To See The Face Of God

Beautiful One, Beautiful and Holy God, Beautiful and Righteous are You.  Standing alone in Truth from beginning and yet forever New Understanding to me for eternity.  I am overwhelmed with the Restoring of my thoughts towards who You are.  For my soul is Refreshed as Your Love Invades with Pureness and Wholeness while space holds Your Glory.  All things New as I look into the Realm of a Spirit Filled Existence.  Climbing with bruised knees as I long to find the Beautiful Wonders of Your Face.  Each step has the Unexpected Excitements that keep me trying.  Trying as I explore, I might slip or grab a thorn, but trying - with purpose to find Your Riches; for I stand on a Rock that is Higher than I and He keeps my feet from falling in the enemy’s hands.  Hiding me in His Clefts for I am set Free to Sight See into a Place Designed for me in the Mountain of the Most High God.  I wonder about day and night in His Watchful Eye Protected for eternity’s Plan.  I step out in Trust for this Rock is Solid and His Words Beckon me Upward and not to look back. When everything around me changes, He is Constant and Unmovable with my heart held Secure in His Hands.  I fear no harm for I am no longer saving myself but have laid my life down for His Work to Save.  No longer striving to find a home on earth but a Home of Eternal!  And when I stare at the Son so long that I become blinded from the Brightness of His Love, I will then find total surrender to His Guidance and Live the Abundance past my imagination of any thought.  So I continue to look up and hide in this Wonderful Mountain of Grace and Mercy so His Arm fends off all harm while I climb, climb higher and higher to see the Face of God, Beautiful One, Beautiful and Holy God, Beautiful and Righteous is He.

“You who sit down in the High God's presence, spend the night in Shaddai's shadow, Say this: "God, you're my refuge. I trust in you and I'm safe!" That's right—he rescues you from hidden traps, shields you from deadly hazards. His huge outstretched arms protect you— under them you're perfectly safe; his arms fend off all harm. Fear nothing—not wild wolves in the night, not flying arrows in the day, Not disease that prowls through the darkness, not disaster that erupts at high noon. Even though others succumb all around, drop like flies right and left, no harm will even graze you. You'll stand untouched, watch it all from a distance, watch the wicked turn into corpses. Yes, because God's your refuge, the High God your very own home, Evil can't get close to you, harm can't get through the door. He ordered his angels to guard you wherever you go. If you stumble, they'll catch you; their job is to keep you from falling. You'll walk unharmed among lions and snakes, and kick young lions and serpents from the path.” 

Psalm 91:1 (Message Bible) 

Love So Perfect It Stays Ahead Of My Confusions

The Shine of Your Love this morning, Father, is like the Sun seeking to shine upon every exposed object without prejudice, Warming my heart as I stop and ponder my strong desire to look up this morning with it all, hiding nothing under a shade of doubt or fear.

I am coming with passion, Lord, yet all the while knowing I lack the conversation on how to touch that Place.  The Place where Your Spirit Drenches my thoughts with the Looks of Your Love.

So I surrender my words that fail - open my heart above all else to give you my whole self. For I know Your Goodness has its Purposes Marked in my life like an alarm clock set to precision moments according to Your Knowledge of my choices and steps. 

Love so Perfect it Stays ahead of my confusions

and Waits with Answers before I can ask.  

Arms wide open to Embrace each of my joys and pains with Your Fixed Affection Concerning me. 

So in my state of too much excitement mixed with joys and pains; pouring out with too many words, too many thoughts to sort; I abandon them all and open my heart to the exposure of such an Amazing Love. 

For this morning I carry the ‘ahhh’s’ of such delight from a weekend family gathering and then with that very same breath I carry the pains of struggles I saw among their days.

I was kissed with faces of children, grandchildren and extended family to such a degree I still giggled with its touch that remains; and again, I also carry their weight to search out needs to settle arguments, financial pulls, children’s cries, and blending the mix of personalities to find peace and further the growth of life’s journey. 

...

Move us Father, my self, my children, my family…teach us not to build our own kingdom but to build Yours with enthusiasm. You will see to all our needs and cries according to Riches that will Build us in the Pureness of Your Knowledge. 

For Your Love Shows the Directions to conquer and not damage our relationships with one another. Put back the Music in our hearing that Anoints our ears to Hear and Follow. 

Take our hearts for we were made to be Your Image and give Your Name Glory. 

Move us with Your Passion that Captivates our hearts.  Uncomplicate all the noise and cause each extension of our labor to be Fruitful with the Masterpiece of Your Love. 

Not our own love under our own understanding but by the eternal Love that Never Fails. 

God’s Love…! 

Just as Jesus taught us.

Mark 8:32-37

….He said this simply and clearly so they couldn't miss it.

 ^32-33But Peter grabbed him in protest. Turning and seeing his disciples wavering, wondering what to believe, Jesus confronted Peter. "Peter, get out of my way! Satan, get lost! You have no idea how God works."

 ^34-37Calling the crowd to join his disciples, he said, "Anyone who intends to come with me has to let me lead. You're not in the driver's seat; I am. Don't run from suffering; embrace it. Follow me and I'll show you how. Self-help is no help at all. Self-sacrifice is the way, my way, to saving yourself, your true self. What good would it do to get everything you want and lose you, the real you? What could you ever trade your soul for?

Mark 9:7

 ⁷Just then a light-radiant cloud enveloped them, and from deep in the cloud, a voice: "This is my Son, marked by my love. Listen to him."

Sad Countenance

This is the worst day of my life… NO… it’s the BEST day of my life… no, not really, it is by far the worst day of my life, for sure…!  

Wait a minute… what are these wars of emotions?  A war to take control as my soul bears in mind the destruction in view.  Drained and weakened my heart knocks to be heard as it holds Treasures of Phenomenon… for inside is the largest, most awesome-est, most gigantic Joy of the universe. The Strength to Calm a ragging soul, the Power to Speak to that storm and cause the wind to Sing.

BUT I AM SO TROUBLED…!!!! 

WHERE DO I GO?  WHAT DO I LISTEN TO?  WHAT IS THIS ALL ABOUT…?

Why or ‘how’ can I feel so pressed, like an iron weight upon my chest, and yet I have this Jubilant Jump inside that is speaking to the people I meet, words dancing as they escape the heart. 

Psalm 43:5 (AMPLIFIED BIBLE)
Why are you cast down, O my inner self? And why should you moan over me and be disquieted within me? Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him, Who is the help of my [sad] countenance, and my God.

I suppose I could have easily written this same Psalm as my soul finds the worries of my day too heavy to carry, too enormous for my knowledge to fix.  Out of despair I am constantly met with proof they are bigger than my abilities to conquer. 

But oh how sweet to go deeper; deeper than the despair. Deeper than the outer surface that blows its hurricane to disarray my whole world.  For where is ‘hope’ on the surface of a soul’s disaster?  Where is the ability to ‘wait’ when I am falling? 

It is in the heart that turns its whole focus upon the Proven God that never fails.  It is in the remembrance of trails I lived through by His Power, not mine.  It is in His Word that gave me Faith when I had none what-so-ever. It is in that Praise that I soar above the worries too heavy to carry, too enormous for my knowledge to fix.  It is in His Ability to Untangle all that I’ve tangled in astounding catastrophes. 

I lift up my heart and offer a \0/ praise \0/ that is true to who He is, not me.  It is the Wonders of His Work daily in my life.  For when I am diminished, He, my God, has never missed a beat.  His Love Busies it Self to Form a Net to Catch my drop. 

Constructing a Relationship

that is so inviting

I am Beckoned to join

as He Sets a Table before me. 

Wooing my heart with the Honeymoon of Love Notes and Passion.

While my soul cries, He is Singing over me.  While my soul whines, He is Moving a Force of Pure Love that will Triumph for my end.  His Love NEVER fails and His Eyes are set to bring me Success.

This is Praise that conquers the soul's despair and takes me to the Place where His Songs Rule while His Work is Accomplished in me.  I feast in a Relationship that is fulfilling His Promise to never leave nor forsake me...!  EVER...!

...for I shall yet praise Him, Who is the help of my [sad] countenance, and my God.

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.