Impossible Almost Unnoticed

Today I was sharing thoughts in an email to my sisters and without warning I was challenged with convictions over a claim I took credit for that was not mine to take at all, so I just stopped and repented...

God, I repent, for You are always showing us Your Love Unfailing by the Impossible Revealed.  But I believe God wants me to know the impossible is almost unnoticed, for Faith is built and we just ‘walk on water’ without thinking.  Oh God, You are so Amazing.  Keep me in Your Seasons of Transforming my mind to Yours.

This thought has remained throughout my day to rouse my thinking on faith building.  How is faith built?  One of the most amazing events in the New Testament is how Peter walked on top of water.  How would anyone take that first step out of a boat into the middle of a raging sea? 

I speculate… would it not merely begin to be common occurrences; running with Jesus, seeing miracles unheard of, sermons transforming people from one step to the next throughout.  It blows my mind when I read these events… I can hardly imagine what it would be like to actually be there…!!!

This is what I’m thinking.  I want to be surrounded by God’s Amazements so I will someday walk on water.  REALLY..!  I want to Grow in the Things of God in such a way that it can happen and I will step out before I even realize what the heck I just did.  Sure, I’ll probably sink just like Peter, but guess what… Jesus reached right down and grabbed him and what a transforming life event that Peter experienced and tells for eternity. Jesus His Savior in every storm…!  

2 Peter 1:5 (MESSAGE)

So don't lose a minute in building on what you've been given, complementing your basic faith with good character, spiritual understanding, alert discipline, passionate patience, reverent wonder, warm friendliness, and generous love, each dimension fitting into and developing the others.

Secret Love Songs

Singing my ahhhh’s and ohhhh’s with a lifted heart to the Highest - in perfect pitch, in perfect silence; how can it be?  Without a sound heard from those around me, I hum within my disguised countenance, my secret love song to my God who Hears every note I make.  Singing to the top of my lungs yet hidden away where no man can go, music and harmony come together where perfection has found Bliss.

I utter words of praise to my Jesus, my friend forever, as my heart now begins to dance with eyes closing and opening to something going on inside.  How Passionately He Bends His Ear toward my heart to Catch my thoughts so miss-matched and jumbled but carrying a smile for Him. 

I send out love seasoned with age. 

For as a child, barely remembered, I sat on a floor of red carpet and sang a song learned. 

Come into my heart, come into my heart,

come into my heart Lord Jesus.  

Come in today,

come in to stay,

come into my heart Lord Jesus. 

Love Shifting the heavens as the angels came rejoicing of my decision.  So excited to Announce the beginning of New Life in His Kingdom,

me – a child moved by Love’s Song Knocking

as I Sang – Please Come in…! 

Deep, Deep Love Planted as I cried,

nearly a baby of maybe 5,

as Real Life Held me Close to His Warm Heart Beat. 

“Come into my heart”, I sang, as I stayed on the floor wanting to remain, enjoying something phenomenon not experienced up to that moment. 

Tears streaming down my cheek as Love Came with just the Right Amount of Tenderness. 

How could I have known what this Song would do? 

How can I even imagined what my Songs still do to His Heart as I pray and praise and allow the tears fall that make my heart soft. 

I was Loved First and Love Stayed.

I am changed by Compassion that Bends His Ear toward my heart to Catch my thoughts so miss-matched and jumbled but carrying a smile for Him.

Tremendous Ache

Father, how I need You…!

In such a degree that I start this prayer

of this dominating thought. 

The need for You feels massive.

MASSIVE, God…!

I am so fragile

and have no strength

aside from finding Your Voice,

Your Heart,

Your Incredible Love. 

I am so broken, Lord,

For with Eyes upon Your Word

I find I am in Your Heart so Safe. 

I am Sacredly Entwined

in Your every Thought

as You have Eyes so Wise for me. 

I am Carried about by Your Holy Spirit

In to the Purposes this day is Designed

while I bend over,

lean fervently,

feeling my need of You

with tremendous ache. 

How do You take such a fragile heart

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and make Your Secrets and

Love Potions

Release in and out from me? 

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I weep. 

I weep and weep and weep

of such Handiwork

Revealed of You from broken pieces. 

I never want to forget what You have Done

and forever rejoice in what You are Doing,

but I can not

destroy my own troubles;

it means I need You, Your Life,

Your Name, Your Power,

Your Unending Love

And then all things are possible. 

In all that surrounds me, the Ultimate is

Our Relationship

You Building in me, to Know You.  

You and I in communication

as I evade false foundations

and escape self righteous labor. 

Your Romance brings me to this

tremendous ache

Oh God, tremendous ache…

in the core of my being…

for Intimacy

You Created for I and the Triune Godship.

Matthew 6:30 (MSG)

If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers—most of which are never even seen—don't you think he'll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you?

I take a journey of mind

one flower… just one wildflower…

one that I have never seen

nor any eye ever positioned

to see its detail of great beauty and color. 

Not one person on earth. 

It came, it went,

yet it was Designed and Placed by Your Love,

Beauty that is Constantly being Released.

You took Thought, You took God Time,

God Energy, God Power

to Dress that flower,

make it for such a time. 

Oh God how beautiful it must have been. 

How sweet its scent so Carefully Chosen

by the Delight of Your Creations. 

The Tremendous Unknowns

of Your Love

that Operate

to Extend past any human mind,

is Stretched from beginning to eternity.  

Majesty, I am so falling in to Your Arms

that Wrap Them Self so Warm about me. 

You who have Created this same Beauty

around a flower never seen,

Dresses me in Your Glory. 

Sounding out the Color of Life

over me with Love

that Immerges as the Son Shines Brightly

over my soul and heart. 

Oh my Lover,

My God,

I have such tremendous ache

for You day and night.  

I need You with every breath. 

I need the Pride You Take in me. 

I need Your Best over me. 

I need with such a

tremendous ache

within my soul. 

I rejoice as You Dance and Sing

over me

for I am in Your Heart,

Sacredly Entwined

In Your every Thought

as You have Jealous Eyes

for me.

Love's Echo

God, Your Love has such an Beautiful Echo; Echoing Love Ripples out past the hearing or seeing of our eyes that tend to get in the way of really Hearing clearly its forever Gift.  The Sweet Name of Jesus is Spoken and on and on and on Goes His Name and Power.  Love's Echo beyond the day we wake to; eternal Sounding.  The Word - His Name, beginning of time now to eternity as a Vocabulary of inner Expressions of Splendor.

Oh to know there are innumerable amounts of prayers and praise flowing to the Ears of Your Hearing and You Catch every one; every word sounded, with full Intent and Accomplishment to return an Answer.  Shaking our ground to get this Echo of Love Sounding so as to keep us forever.  Even Prayers of total self centeredness, Your Love knows no Fruit can be received so You Plan Steps to Assist to Godly Knowledge.  Responding to such Love is overwhelming but like secrets of Plenty, You Increase our lungs to hold this Extravagance.

When my heart goes heavy and I feel forsaken, I cry and You are Faithful to Work with me - not according to my fears but according to Your Purposes and Truth You are Doing in me.  You are Here; in my heart, in my life, in my thoughts, in my work and play, in my whole existence - You are Here.  Written in the Old and New Testament You Showed Your Self to men, women, and children as the God that makes a Way for His beloved; never failing to Complete the need far past comprehension.  Long ago Sounding ... the Echo of Your Name still remains Vibrating to the hearts of millions.  How Astonishing to know it will always be.

How we deceive our selves when we look upon our failures that forbid us success and conclude You as failure.  Forgive us for playing judge and placing You on our level of accomplishments and failures.  You are God, the I Am, and You Set the Standard, not us.

I bow my heart before You today as I cry for the Echo and Glory of Your Name to Sound around me, Over me, and Within my heart so that I shake and tremble while the Holiness of Your Spirit Gives the same Knowledge as those of old; changed from self centered to servant.  Strength and time were not their issue, only What Came from the Mouth of You, God, was the Walk of their day. Provision was not their focus, but feeding from the Bread of Life, Your Love satisfied like Cool Water to the dry crying soul.

I send up my praise as I listen and learn the Marvels of who You are.  I listen for Love's Echo. 

I love who You are, oh God… I love who You are…!

Psalm 119: 1-8 (MSG)
    You're blessed when you stay on course,

walking steadily on the road revealed by God.
   You're blessed when you follow his directions,
      doing your best to find him.
   That's right—you don't go off on your own;
      you walk straight along the road he set.
   You, God, prescribed the right way to live;
      now you expect us to live it.
   Oh, that my steps might be steady,
      keeping to the course you set;
   Then I'd never have any regrets
      in comparing my life with your counsel.
   I thank you for speaking straight from your heart;
      I learn the pattern of your righteous ways.
   I'm going to do what you tell me to do;
      don't ever walk off and leave me.

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Psalms 119: 25-32 (MSG)

I'm feeling terrible—I couldn't feel worse!
      Get me on my feet again. You promised, remember?
   When I told my story, you responded;
      train me well in your deep wisdom.
   Help me understand these things inside and out
      so I can ponder your miracle-wonders.
   My sad life's dilapidated, a falling-down barn;
      build me up again by your Word.
   Barricade the road that goes Nowhere;
      grace me with your clear revelation.
   I choose the true road to Somewhere,
      I post your road signs at every curve and corner.

Hanging My Picture In His Gallery

Today, Saturday, July 16, 2011… Named so as not to reflect any other ever before.  Today has something very Special, for the Beautiful One has created it for His Owned.  To celebrate and enjoy as all wonder about to make permanent footprints upon a canvas.  We wake to this new day like a child receiving a drawing of their favorite picture, with the choices of many colors and markers to fill the page with delightful shades. Looking with strong appetite to choose that first tint to begin the influence of our day.

So here we are in the a.m. of His Pure Gift to Delight us,

looking over all the choices. 

Some days I just paint my days with one color,

even black seems to be the right one. 

Sometimes I just want to hurry and get my picture finished. 

I know I need to make it many colors but I’m not careful to stay in the lines

and my attitude lacks the discipline to try. 

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But today, today I want to work carefully and make the strokes of my coloring

complete a picture

worth hanging on heaven’s refrigerator door. 

I want to stay at rest when I accidently get out of line

as I know to slow down and keep practicing. 

Knowing that the One who Gives my picture

is in Constant Watch

and will Guide me to Grow in the Skills Laid within my doing. 

For great Pleasure is taken in Hanging my picture in His Gallery,

even those I may find deficient and sloppy of my past;

for He remembers my attempts and struggles

and my voice crying out for His Hand to help. 

He saw me discouraged

and ready to give up

before my picture was painted,

but I choose to call for help instead…

so He Hung that one

in Front and Full Display to His Proud Eyes. 

I know not how to understand such Love that has these days Counted for me.  Counted and Created to Give me His Crown of Mighty Love.  Making me the Princess of His Heart.  But today I really, really want to paint Him a pretty picture that shows Him how special I think He is because I so enjoy His Smile…!

Beauty Of Not Giving Up

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Father, who is in the songs of my heart so vivid,

I am resting today in the Visions that are about me. 

I seem to have this picture today

that appears like a mirror

reflecting not my face

but the backs of two walking a road.

A journey which lies before them. 

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Between them they hold a Basket.

It holds Gifts

Prepared for a Tour

Depicting something bigger then they. 

The Son is Shining

as the trees reveal

the Breeze of a Spirit

so Tenderly Blowing. 

The Path is very Clear,

Framed and well Manicured;

souls of dearly Loved

who know the Purpose they are upon. 

They were Awakened

the a.m. of a Dawning

and knew without speaking

that this was the Day. 

The Look of One so Pure Called,

and the Sound of His Look

now Continues them from straying off the Path. 

Beyond the trees are Mysteries

and Scenes they will share together

as Union of Directions

has taken their hearts.  

New Names

they have been Given

for they have become children

again. 

Wondering playfully

as a Love has Carpeted their journey

with Rose Buds and Tulips

they will pick

and bring with them. 

Framed like a work of art

is the Beauty of not giving up,

but in a never ending walk,

found traveling

when the day is over.

The Shadow from the Sun

has left Permanent Impressions

and Cool Relief

upon the inhabitants crossed before them. 

The Panorama is Amazing

while Details unfold

as a glimpse comes into focus. 

A bird and her young

have buried into the safety of a Branch

Promising to Support them. 

The hollow of a tree

is holding the winters Provisions

for creatures Designed for the same Path.  

Seeds of like-kind

drop to die

for the bringing of New Life.  

Perfect is the Atmosphere

as it is filled with

the Most Holy

and His Canapé of worship. 

With many, many Amusements

alone the Path,

still remain is the Finale

that bewilders the mind

but Brings Leisure Bliss to the walk. 

Wrapped around the footsteps of travel

is heaven’s on-look

of curious eyes

as Spirits that have Compatible Words

Flutter along the same Direction.   

So much to immerse with each step…! 

Framed like a work of art

is the Beauty of not giving up,

but in a never ending walk,

found traveling

when the day is over.

God's Smile

Poppa God, I seen Your smile this morning

on my way to work and it was so beautiful. 

Your Amazing Face was so huge

as the Shine extended to Cover the sky.  

I couldn’t help but stop and attempt to

capture it’s Beauty. 

I took several pictures

and this is the one I liked the best. 

It seemed to show how it was shooting across the earth.

I love You…!

MY PRAYER YESTERDAY…

Sketch before me
the Portraits and Visions
heaven is Familiar
so my heart of worship
unveils the Mystery of One so Worthy.