Friday, January 26, 2007

I am... He is.


I am
my Lover's delight
my Father's JOY

I seek
the truth of my identity
His peace above all things

I desire
to walk in His holy ways
to discover the purity and beauty of childlikeness

I love
the way He moves

His every touch fascinates me.






He
awakens my heart with each revelation of His love
fills my being with light

I cannot
get enough of this mighty One
escape His desire over me

He will

continue to pursue me forever
never leave me or forsake me

I want to
pour out everything I am at His feet
impart this life to those around me

He loves to
romance the woman He created me to be
call me forth out of hiding and woo me into His everlasting purpose






God, You are
Sovereign and forEVER faithful

Your promises
are sound

Your ways
are not my ways

You have only to breathe
and I am overcome






Who is this beautiful radiant warrior?

He is my wild one... my Jehovah Elohim.

Oh, He is fierce.

Just one word spoken from His mouth and the nations will tremble.

This is the God whom I serve.






His tender character
is unfathomably kind.

His gentleness
is overwhelmingly passionate.

His healing hand
reaches for my heart, then loves it unconditionally

His grace
covers over all my failings

He is mine.

I am... He is.

Friday, January 19, 2007

The World of Words

I was originally inspired to delve into the world of words by a Study Group I was part of on Sunday morning. Our leader encouraged us to study the relationship between logos [written] and rhema [spoken] words of God. Since then, every morning I've gotten a bit of revelation into the world of words.



The word originated with God.

John 1:1 - In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

Here, the Greek word “logos” is used, referring to the written word of God.





What comes out of our mouths is powerful.


Proverbs 18:21

"The tongue has the power of life and death, and those who love it will eat its fruit."




I am learning to more carefully weigh my words. The impact of a single phrase I utter is more than I can comprehend. Life and death… that seems pretty hardcore to me. We should especially take this verse seriously in regards to the spiritual realm.

It is my belief that words impart colors that are life-giving or life-taking. A beautiful picture of this release of color through a word is painted by authors Ted Dekker and Bill Bright in their story, Blessed Child. In a scene farther into the book, the characters find themselves immersed in a supernatural experience...

"They had entered a world of impossibilities.
Light was everywhere. Yellow light, red light, green light, blue light. Oozing from their dumb smiles and streaming from their eyes.
Caleb started to giggle again. 'Say something Leiah,' he said. 'Tell me
what you think of me.'
She faced him and spoke immediately. 'I love you, Caleb.'
A shaft of red light rushed from her mouth with those words. Jason's heart jumped. The thick beam was laced with wisps of smoke like at a laserlight show. It struck Caleb in his chest, cascaded over his body, and was gone.
The boy threw his head back and laughed as if tickled b
y some great unseen hand."





Ted Dekker and Bill Bright have crafted one of my favorite scenes in all of literature... all that I have read of literature. :) The setting is so pure and powerful. The description of God's kingdom in colors and light sets an excitement in my spirit like fire.







Reading and writing can impart life.


Throughout the story of my life, reading has always held a special place in my heart. From Dr. Seuss to C.S. Lewis, I was exposed to the good stuff growing up. *smile* I was raised to enjoy good writing… to delight in a well-woven story. Now, I marvel at the beauty of both written and spoken word. Each expression of words has so much potential to breathe life into the receiver.


God's word is mighty.

Hebrews 4:12

"For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart."

This verse encompasses the very reason I need time with the Lord and his Word every morning. He breathes life into my spirit and then because of those living and active words...

Shift Happens

:)

This icon beautifully, poetically, and accurately represents the way I feel when I read God's logos, listen to his rhema, and journal my own words along with His.

The progression of my heart goes something like this:

True Repentance

Desire Passionate

Choice to live by Spirit

Connection Divine

... sequence inspired by the world of words.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Creativity

To create is to bring something into existence that was merely a thought before.
To create is to express love until something beautiful is birthed.
To create is to devote ones self wholly and completely.
To create is to unveil a place in the spirit that was previously hidden.

To create is to live.

God has placed in each of us the desire for beauty. Beauty awakens our hearts. Have you ever been so captivated by something that you just want to run, jump, sing, and dance, while at the same time there is a reverential awe?? He gives us the capacity to love, and outflowing of that love, to create. He is the source. I wish to draw from the Lord's well... drink deep and be satisfied. I would so love to gather my entire being and fling it giddily into every task I find myself in... but maybe... just maybe, He wants me to sit at His feet... I just might find the joy I'm searching for.

To truly desire Him... to desire His plan and purpose for my life.. to enter into such a covenant with the Maker... the original Creator... to allow His breath to sustain my very life... truly, this must be ecstasy.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

He factors in our stupidity!

I received this in an e-mail a while ago and recently dug it up... enjoy!


The next time you feel like God can’t use you, just remember…

Noah was a drunk
Abraham was too old
Isaac was a daydreamer
Jacob was a liar
Joseph was abused
Moses had a stuttering problem
Gideon was afraid
Samson had long hair, and was a womanizer!
Rahab was a prostitute!
Jeremiah and Timothy were too young
David was a murderer
Elijah was suicidal
Isaiah preached naked
Jonah ran from God
Naomi was a widow
Job went bankrupt
John the Baptist ate bugs
Peter denied Christ
The Disciples fell asleep while praying
Martha worried about everything
The Samaritan woman was divorced… more than once!
Zaccheus was too small
Timothy had an ulcer… and
Lazarus was DEAD!!!
… no more excuses now
God’s waiting to use your full potential.
God doesn’t call the qualified… He qualifies the called.




He is not limited by our humanness... Doug Addison likes to say that God factors in our stupidity! It is incredible to think that it is when we are weak that He is made perfect in us. He is made strong through our weaknesses. Because there is no way we could have done it in our own strength, God gets the glory...



2 Corinthians 12:9 - "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."



I feel so unworthy at times. Why would He choose me to do His work? There are times when I feel inadequate, incompetent, and ridiculous... those are also the times when He seems to use me the most efficiently. When I lay myself down and trust that He has things under control, that is where I feel the most at peace.



"Peace is the potting soil for revelation." - John Paul Jackson



I believe that with all my heart... when my spirit is at peace and my will is lined up with His, the gateway of oppurtunity is opened for Him to speak to me and through me.


So here I am God... I lay my cares and burdens at the foot of the cross.. I give my trust and my heart to you..

- <><

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

His Promise of Renewal

Morning Dogwood
Painted by Thomas Kinkade

"The hopeful blossoming of spring's first bloom, the joyful potential of a garden gate, and the comforting possibilities of a graceful bridge, all remind us of God's promise of renewal."

I am finding this inexplicable yearning for spring beginning to birth in my spirit. I am finished with winter... this desire for beauty is strong. There is a point, I think, in every season of the year, where we long for the next part in the story... ahh.. the mystery of God’s ways.

Song of Songs 2:10-13 ~ My lover spoke and said to me, "Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me."


My eyes have just beheld their first butterfly of the season. Oh how it makes me long for spring. The color of the butterfly's wings was a soft yellow... HOPE. Spring is hope.




I choose to judge Him faithful... He who has promised. I will hold onto His promise of renewal.

- <>< Written March 3, 2006