Sometimes

Sometimes when my heart is broken

And I have no one to turn to

I run into Your arms

And you hold me…

Ever so gently

And I cry and cry and cry

You soothe my troubled spirit

You calm my innermost rumblings

You heal my wounded soul.

You are my Peace.

Abba Father, I love You.

Lovely Lord Jesus

Lovely Lord Jesus I look to You
You alone Wonderful Redeemer and Friend
Full of Purity, Love and Hope
Full of all Things That I desire and need
Full of the Fullness of Him that fills all in all

The I AM

You are the reason we all live
and move and have our being
You are our substance and the very marrow in our bones

You are life to me

Redolent with spices...

The phrase that kept rolling through my head
As I walked this morning

The air was heady with the scent of honeysuckle
And somewhere in the glen a bird sang in glorious stereophonic sound
While the dew and rain made the barren dandelion tops look like sparkling stars...

Running into Your Arms

Today.................

and

Each day



I need to know you in all Your purity Lord

I need the cleanness of Your righteousness to flow over me

Like waves crashing on the shore --

Deep calling to Deep



Your Spirit searching out my innermost man

And then relighting the Truth

Which You so wisely, so wonderfully put there...


The onslaught of worldliness is relentless

And so I run into Shelter of the Most High

Where I know You will hear me

You will deliver me



You will bring me to that lovely spacious place

Where all is Clean and Pure and Holy

and Just and Honest and Good

Where Your Truth is spoken by people

with A Singular Heart

Full of love for You


Oh wrap Your arms around me now

LORD I need Your comfort

I need Your grace

I need all of Your mercy



Help me to forgive
Help me to love as You love
Help me to show Your grace
Help me to be Your hands, feet, and heart


I love you.

When Your Joy is Clean

 

When Your Joy is clean
and bracing like a cold breeze
on an even colder day

It surprises you
With its freshness
And purity
And strengthening airs

It braces you for
The next round of
Life
Rushing in
Unbounded

And rekindles the
Newness of
His Life in You
Afresh

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How do I

How do I continue to love when
New and Painful darts stab my heart?

And how do I bless those that
Would wound me afresh?

Fresh circumcision of my heart, Lord

Fresh peeling away of the flesh
That would only get in the way
Of Who You Are
And What You Would Be

To them.....




To me.....




To a dying world that so needs YOU....






Fresh Bread Broken for Me This Morning
(Thank you for loving me that much)



Jesus then said to them, “Truly, truly, I say to you, it was not Moses who gave you the bread from heaven, but my Father gives you the true bread from heaven. For the bread of God is He who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.” They said to him, “Sir, give us this bread always.” John 6:32-34

Celebration of Christ

Yea, Lord, we greet thee
Born This Happy Morning

Jesus to Thee be all
Glory Given

Word of the Fa- ther
Now in Flesh Appearing

O Come Let Us Adore Him
O Come Let Us Adore Him
O Come Let Us Adore Him

Christ, the Lord




How beautifully these words ring in my heart this morning!

How gracious and merciful You are, Lord
To veil Your majesty and glory
And come low to the earth
That my sinful heart might be
Arrested out of its pitiful state
Into the glorious liberty of the
Sons of God!

Sky-breaking,
Heaven-sailing
Glory!