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

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Singled Out One


Poppa, You are so Wonderful, so Marvelous in all Your Splendor..!  

You put me to sleep with such Sweet Dreams and wake me with a Son-Beam Radiating from within.  This morning I woke with Your Tickling Thoughts that Entertained me while You allowed me to begin my wake.  I know I must have been grinning even while I lay upon my pillow. 

I saw You Looking at me;
Your Presence was that Penetrating. 

I ponder as I know I am of no specialty
to those of this world,
yet You Single me out,
as You do each child of Yours,
and Create the Special for us to Live in.   

I Wonder about so many things that have my heart intrigued of Your Existence within my life. I hear that You are with me ALWAYS… Promising to never forsake or leave me.  Then I wonder… oh I wonder with such big wonders…. How does that work? 

Yesterday I went to get fuel for my vehicle and when I went inside for a delicious breakfast pizza, this person (?) opened the door for me.  Light seemed to Pour from their Countenance.  What was that all about?  I couldn’t get past this Reflection all day.  Even a day after, it Stirs this Hope and Assurance of Your Love somehow as it Sealed itself in my heart for remembrance as if it just happened.

Their Voice so Sweet
and yet with a Tickled Heart, they said
‘Only on Tuesdays’.  

I somehow wanted to bow
but I didn’t,
I just laughed and wondered? 

Poppa, the morning was filled with Fresh Words that I could not help but open my mouth and Taste for You have again set a Table before me as I Feast.  I open my eyes and Look as You Walk my steps with me.  I am Peeking into today with Knowledge that You are Here even greater than yesterday for I build upon Your Love Chasing me. 

You Inspire my day with Gladness
and Arranged the Scenery
to Seize my interest.  

I found this Love Song from David that surprises me how he seems to say it like I do, or I have said it a lot like he has.  How fun to share similar thoughts…! 

I ponder as I know I am of no specialty
to those of this world,
yet You Single me out,
as You do each child of Yours,
and Create the Special for us to Live in.   

Psalms 36: 5-12 (MSG)
5-6 God's love is meteoric,
      his loyalty astronomic,
   His purpose titanic,
      his verdicts oceanic.
   Yet in his largeness
      nothing gets lost;
   Not a man, not a mouse,
      slips through the cracks.

 7-9 How exquisite your love, O God!
      How eager we are to run under your wings,
   To eat our fill at the banquet you spread
      as you fill our tankards with Eden spring water.
   You're a fountain of cascading light,
      and you open our eyes to light.

 10-12 Keep on loving your friends;
      do your work in welcoming hearts.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Knowledge With Discipline

Father, this morning I would love to take a walk with You; walk Hand in hand and talk about thoughts and feelings.  I always learn so much about You when I do. Can’t wait to tell You about the scripture I found this morning before my day hardly began; it was such a thrill.

Proverbs 12:1 (NIV)
Whoever loves discipline loves knowledge, but whoever hates correction is stupid.

Recently You Invited me to be a part of this Divine Work within, and with the Might of Your Expanded Abundant Love Shadowing my soul, You Poured Love so Deep that words of the world, trials of the flesh, could not cause panic and make me run and hide. 

Love's Discipline has Answers to everything,
every situation,
every fearful and dreadful thought
I can have
that would keep me
from exposing what You already know. 

How could I resist plunging in deep, knowing You will Deliver me from my trespasses while You Seal the Promise not to put me to shame.  You are my Defender, me Protector, whom shall I fear, for You are next to my heart with Guards of Your Mighty Spirit.

I look upon the ugly of my flesh so proud too often, of its own accomplishments, or its own loud voice; and there You are, right by my Side with Hope for me, Treasures of Truth, Prosperity that will Keep me into eternity, Nudging me to Hear You as Your Love Says the Opposite of self preservations.  

I am so overwhelmed
with Love
I’ve learned
from Your Labor in me. 

I am Saved… I am Safe from all harm.  How could I ever know this before; for I tried so hard to save myself. 

I will not be afraid as I have in the past.  Poppa, You know I have; You were there all that time.  You know I have suffered with such fears, but these Walks with You, continue to assure me I have nothing to be afraid of, for You Hand is Always with me. 

I can stand in the valley of death, I can walk into the highs and lows of my day and fear no evil for You are with me; by my side, Saving me from the destruction of myself and the enemy that wants to devour my heart. 

I love Your Discipline
for it brings me
Knowledge
I would have never gathered. 

Love me Poppa, Love me with Great Pleasure and Kindly Place Your Discipline in all my steps so I will learn.  I do not want to be stupid.  I want to be Loved and Saved by Your Grace that Carry’s my heart, my life.    

I had no idea what You meant when this Power Knocked at my heart to Come In; but I was so Captured by the Perfect of Love’s Plea.  

And now,
Oh now, I find myself loving Your Discipline fearlessly with unusual desires for the Place it Carry’s me is for no other wants.

The emotions of my heart find weeping a response, but the outcome of this Invasion goes far Deeper than tears of domino effect. It can not be explained and yet I find myself constantly trying to do so. 

I am Your Workmanship. 
I love Your Work in me, Poppa…
I love Your Amazing Work in me.

Friday, July 29, 2011

Acquaint Us With Unknowns of Your Love Songs

I move unhurriedly
 up and down life’s call today;
finding myself traveling like a song,
playing in everything I do. 

His Love
has Touched
the central part of my sensitivity. 

I am Bouncing
as His Hand Strums my heart
with His Vibrations
as a Fine Tuned Note that Rings
as I Float in this Solid Tone

until

He Changes the Pitch for me to Ride.


Then another Note Catches me
and Swiftly Carry’s me to the next Tender Sound
He is Orchestrating
with Precision
as I surrender and fall to the Grace of His Catch. 


I have been Beckoned
to Become part of a Song
much larger than a single note Called to be. 

Merged in a combination of His Assortment,
the Fine Tuning of my clatter
will move the Master Instrumentalist
to Compose what ears have yet to hear. 

Yielding all my steps to His Will
and His Love,
 takes all my mistuned struggles into a Sensor
of His Holy Sound,
which will Pull and Stretch me
into a Precision of His Accuracy Working in me. 

What was incorrect will now Sound Exact
as His Fingers Form such Reverberation
it can only be heard
by a Silent Profound Supernatural Listening. 

For His Name Chimes Ferociously
as the Name itself Thunders of its Power. 

Bolts of a thousand lightening flashes
do not come close
to the Piercing Explosion of One Sound
of His Name. 

Escalating, Rising, the Soar of just a Whisper ,
deafening to the human ear,
but by His Spirit it Becomes a Work of Art,
an Arrangement Organized
by the Master’s Structured Discernment. 

His Song, Singing through me,
one He Loves;
He Proved nothing was too much
to Give
to Win me to His Life. 

Sing, Jesus;
Play Heaven’s Song upon earth
through the instruments of surrender. 

Acquaint us with Unknowns of Your Love Songs.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Awakened

The Awakening of our God… what a thought running around in my heart so full of Your Joy!  This morning Poppa, I feel so Awaken.  I think in reverse and oh how breathtaking the Journey has been and remains with You, as Your Jealous Flame Burns so Forcefully within my soul.  Taking me to such Remarkable Countenances of Your Emotions over me that Frees me to Exist as a lover of Your Name.  I Run and Dance the New Name Given me by such Love Transferred to my account.

I’m wondering; have I been asleep?  Have I been insensitive in the past to the Magnificent of such Love about me?  Have I floated in ignorance while Your Work Successfully Accomplishes the Winning of my heart to You.  For I feel  Awakened  to something Incredible, something Startling to all my senses. I have become so Zealous towards You and the Miraculous You are.  Oh Poppa, Lover of my soul, I can only try to imagine what real Truth I’ve yet to Discover…!  My understanding is held by such a small Portion, yet I find Your Loyalty Amazes me with the Brilliance of Life Encountered a midst such Love.

I am Aroused to be Faithful, I am Stimulated to Seek so that Finding Treasures of You are in Constant Delivery.  I am Stirred to Fan the Flame of a heart on Fire.  Your Love has Provoked my Lovesick soul by Your Kindling Set beneath my heart.  You have Initiated a Friendship that Intimate Love only Knows.  You have Furnished all the Sources to Take me to that Secret Place where Songs are of Constant to Stream Forth the Playing of Your Love upon me.  You Hold back no Reserves but Burst Open the Door of Your Pleasures toward me as I indulge in the Abundance.  You Guarantee more than I can hold so that my heart is always in Plentiful to Scatter what I Receive.

Find me Poppa, Find me Awaken and Waiting as Your Army is Released to Show Your Power around my life.  Waiting in anticipation like a bride awaits her day of union. I Wait while I Dance for Your Promise is to Return for me.  Your Love Keeps me in the Safety of Your Name.  Your Hopes have been Deposited into my soul and I sing.  I am Waiting in the Chambers of Your Love and I smile.  Your Face has been Seen and I am Awakened to such Abundant Life…!

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Cherry Is My Fragrance

The last time I was in Oklahoma my daughter in law, Jerrie, had purchased some really nourishing lotions that had different sweet aromas from Bath and Body Works.  She was so impressed by the scents and results they gave, she wanted me to have one of her bottles for she had many scents.  She gave me one called Cherry.  Ohhhh, I have loved it!  It’s like silk on the body and the smell fills the room with its almost taste-able aroma.   With the advantage of it being such a nice scent, it is so delightfully engaging that it came from someone special and a gift for no particular reason… just wanted to share the enjoyment of what she found with me. 



This morning I was applying my gift from her love, this lotion used on special occasions; for today I’m taking piano lessons to play the keyboard by spontaneous chords rather than notes.  I absolutely love to worship, obviously from my blog, and I have begun to cherish times sitting at my keyboard singing unlearned, spontaneous songs from my heart to the Lord, much the way I write. 

I am so excited to learn this new process of praise.

 So as I applied this luscious scent to soak into my parched skin, what it was pleading for, something unexpected happened.  Of course the smell of sweet cherry filled the room but with it came His Sweet Holy Spirit that began to Speak to my heart of the Father’s Glee over the praise of His Beloved. I could Feel His Gratitude.... His Gratitude...! What Love the Father has, oh what Love...!

I wept as He Wined and Dined me
with this Gratitude for my heart of praise. 

I wept for I can only give back
what He First Gives me…!

God Loves to Give, oh how He Loves to Give for no reason other than to Share His Life with us.  He Created us to need Love so that our lives would find Satisfaction and have Fruits of many Flavors.  He Gives so much, so much more than we can ever understand. 

But when we, in return of this Love, lift up our praise of Who He is and thank Him for what He does, it comes to Him and Fills the Throne with the Scent of our heart. It soaks into His Heart like Love’s Passion Produces. We, a scent that our heart expels, applied from His Love onto our parched soul, produces this Substance of Emotions and Dynamic Pure Silk that Creates the return of Union, one with the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.  We offer our thanks, as we declare His Love and Beauty, and He Delights in our praise. 

It is a Sweet Smelling Savor unto Him.

Each of us make up individual Ingredients, of High Important to the Father, of a Rich Aroma that Saturates the heavens as His Throne becomes the Resting Place of our praise.  Our own praise brings Smiles to His Heart and gives Him Great Pleasure.  What a Constant Pouring back and forth where we can never out give God. 

My praise, oh God, one aroma of many, before You; Creating a unique Scent that constantly Changes forever.  Each our own heart (ingredient) to make up the Wondrous Fragrance He Deserves and Receives.


2 Chronicles 2:4 (NIV)
Now I am about to build a temple for the Name of the LORD my God and to dedicate it to him for burning fragrant incense before him, for setting out the consecrated bread regularly, and for making burnt offerings every morning and evening and on the Sabbaths, at the New Moons and at the appointed festivals of the LORD our God. This is a lasting ordinance for Israel.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Running

Written upon the palm of Your Hand,
Father, I come as one You Know –
not just my today
but You already Know the completion of this day.  


You have my heart, Father;
I am so resolved in hearing and knowing You
with deeper understanding each day. 

Your Sweet Love
often causes me to Rest
from my own struggle
and rethink silliness I might run to.  

For sometimes I find myself running,
just running into the need for the next moment
because I am not particularly fond
of the present and wanting more.  


I stop and think about it;
it’s pretty senseless. 


For You have set my feet upon a Solid Rock. 

One that will be exactly what I need
for the very moment I’m running from. 

You cause each moment
to Flourish
with the Sound of Your Might. 


You have no wasted time. 


Father, by Your Precious Holy Spirit,
Teach me
to Learn more about Waiting with You. 

I have only begun to learn
how Beautiful this can be
and I am already so excited
that even in its process,
I still find
I want to run to the next understanding.
 

Poppa, my Father that Keeps me,
oh how Solemn and Peaceful
Your Wait is. 

How the running of all my searches
and frantic busyness
will break down
to Slumber into Your Arms
of Conversation and Contentment
in the Waiting upon You. 

It’s like I can hear my heart beating,
my lungs taking in and expelling air.  
The worries of ‘what if’s’
vanish
while the Gardener begins the Work
of Beatifying ground and
RePlanting Sources for much Harvest. 

My eyes become windows
for my soul to see the Visions
Created by You
rather than my own portrait of want. 

The world fades
and Reality of Life
takes a Dominant Place
and Extravaganza of God Detail
begins to Form.   

This is far from how I thought it would be;
far from my thinking. 

I had swallowed the worlds meaning
of success
and misinterpreted ‘wasting time’. 

For You have a Place
called Waiting upon You
and it has the Delights
of most fascination.  
Taking me into a Place
where Your Thoughts Rule
and Touch into every Emotion
You Gave for our enjoyment. 

I lay myself in Your Hands
with Joy
as I Wait upon You
with such Pleasure. 

It is such a Wonderful Place to be. 

All my senses are Vibrating
as the Wind of Your Spirit Carry’s me.

I  STOP  RUNNING
as I Wait with You...!

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Waiting Is So Beautiful

Father, I am so full of Gladness.
And though my life is at major turning places ‘again’ and unknowns,
for I have not walked this Path before;
I am so Safe and have this
unbelievable Peace
from the Constance I have experienced since childhood. 

Learning that even the next moment
after a disastrous moment,
Life can come Crashing in
to make the scene an amazing Beautiful Secret
that my heart did not know
 just seconds before. 

For who Holds the Keys,
but You. 
For who Holds my days,
but You. 

Your Constant Watch
as Your Eyes upon me
has Kept me.

Waiting is such a Beautiful Place. 

What a Sensation,
Waiting upon the Lord;
I Love it. 

Or so today,
for I am finding it such a Blessed Place,
such Resting of Spirit
from all the turmoil of my unknown
yet still on the earth. 

What a Solid Place
for its Foundation
has Released the Warrior
You are over me. 

Should I fear? 
Should I fret? 

Should I check to see how Your Doing? 

Should I wonder who wins? 

≈No≈

 I Rest
for this is a Place within
that nothing touches
or takes from me. 

It has no entrance. 

It is Locked by Your Spirit
that has Sealed
Your Love within. 

I Rest, as I Wait. 

I find it singing,
I find it walking,
I find I just run straightforward into it…

You are Faithful to cause me to Find it. 

For finding of You,
is not me Finding You at all…
but You have Found me. 

You have taken the beats of my heart
and Given me the Beats of Yours. 

You have taken the breath that I breathe
and Given Your Air to Sustain me. 

I am no longer my own. 

I have found Gladness today. 

I have found Eyes of Fire
that has set me with Desire
that Lives from the inside out. 

I Wait with Your Love
Securing me with the eternal Flow
of Gladness. 

I Love Waiting upon the Lord..!