Pick up your armor
Hide yourself in God
Be helped
Be more than a good person
Live for more than work
Do not be afraid of getting hurt
Standfast
Listen more
Never take the easy road
Keep letting go of things
Hold onto no one
Cherish what is true
Examine yourself daily
Face the fire
Get ready... He's coming soon.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
AS HE SEES
Our bodies ache to be clothed
In little more than this temporary
Growing weary trying not to faint
Confusing business of day to day
Longing to be held, to behold
The beauty of the Lord
To see Him come in the clouds
Break into this here and now
Collapsing the blur
Making ready the unsure
Justice stand up
Mercy has made a way
Love speaks the truth
We all need to pray
Lay down our lives
Be humble and exercise
The power we have been given
To heal and set free
To see all
As He sees
In little more than this temporary
Growing weary trying not to faint
Confusing business of day to day
Longing to be held, to behold
The beauty of the Lord
To see Him come in the clouds
Break into this here and now
Collapsing the blur
Making ready the unsure
Justice stand up
Mercy has made a way
Love speaks the truth
We all need to pray
Lay down our lives
Be humble and exercise
The power we have been given
To heal and set free
To see all
As He sees
Monday, December 7, 2009
DESERT
Some where near the edge
I layed me down and slept
So tired from the fight
Inside and all the words unsaid
Beauty of the morning light
Touch my face with your heat
Waking up on solid ground by the fire
The Word of God is my feast
I choose to live in Your strength
To stand upon the rock
Taking no thought for my life
You are more than enough
Sipping on living water
I am washed from within
Ready to walk the distance
To run with You again
All You are surrounds and fills
And makes me come alive inside
All the words You speak
Keep drawing me in to You
Touching every part in me until
You are all I could ever want
Take captivity captive
Let understanding come
Friend of the poor - I am yours
Restorer of what is broken
You have become my constant quest
My hunger and my portion.
I layed me down and slept
So tired from the fight
Inside and all the words unsaid
Beauty of the morning light
Touch my face with your heat
Waking up on solid ground by the fire
The Word of God is my feast
I choose to live in Your strength
To stand upon the rock
Taking no thought for my life
You are more than enough
Sipping on living water
I am washed from within
Ready to walk the distance
To run with You again
All You are surrounds and fills
And makes me come alive inside
All the words You speak
Keep drawing me in to You
Touching every part in me until
You are all I could ever want
Take captivity captive
Let understanding come
Friend of the poor - I am yours
Restorer of what is broken
You have become my constant quest
My hunger and my portion.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
WRAPPED UP
From the very beginning
Before I knew
Or could begin to understand
The place You would have me to stand
I was wrapped up in You
Falling down
Hiding my face
Living in denial
Not knowing who I am
I was wrapped up in You
You sent Your word
To get my attention
You kept me from wasting time
Spared me from regrets
I was wrapped up in You
You keep me from falling
Drawing me deeper
Revealing Your secrets
Mercy and truth
I am wrapped up in You.
Before I knew
Or could begin to understand
The place You would have me to stand
I was wrapped up in You
Falling down
Hiding my face
Living in denial
Not knowing who I am
I was wrapped up in You
You sent Your word
To get my attention
You kept me from wasting time
Spared me from regrets
I was wrapped up in You
You keep me from falling
Drawing me deeper
Revealing Your secrets
Mercy and truth
I am wrapped up in You.
Friday, November 20, 2009
CLOSE
Love to watch you work
All the ways You do
In the middle of the mess
You teach us to rest
Digging in the dirt
Observing the fields
Strengthening the weak
Scattering the seeds
Breaking up the ground
Watering the thirsty
Praying continually
Choosing to love us first
Dressed in this earth
Coming close enough
To let us touch Your scars
And fill us with all You are.
All the ways You do
In the middle of the mess
You teach us to rest
Digging in the dirt
Observing the fields
Strengthening the weak
Scattering the seeds
Breaking up the ground
Watering the thirsty
Praying continually
Choosing to love us first
Dressed in this earth
Coming close enough
To let us touch Your scars
And fill us with all You are.
Monday, November 9, 2009
LIVE IT
Times appointed
Here and now
All that can be shaken
Will be
Fix your eyes
Bow your knees
Our Father is faithful
He is restoring
It is clear
Unmistakable
No compromise
No looking back
Strengthening the weak
Interceding
Meeting needs
Esteeming others greater
Losing self interest
Keeping the unity of the Spirit
Realizing true worth
Cherishing, protecting
Healing
Taking time to truly love
Listen and respond
Live the truth
Here and now
All that can be shaken
Will be
Fix your eyes
Bow your knees
Our Father is faithful
He is restoring
It is clear
Unmistakable
No compromise
No looking back
Strengthening the weak
Interceding
Meeting needs
Esteeming others greater
Losing self interest
Keeping the unity of the Spirit
Realizing true worth
Cherishing, protecting
Healing
Taking time to truly love
Listen and respond
Live the truth
Sunday, November 1, 2009
BLISTERS
Feeling the biting cold
Winds of the fall
Come upon us
The harvest moon shines
Fuel for the fight
Blisters and scars
Still becoming
And yet we are
Made to weather so much more
Than this temporary
Land of prescriptions and candy
Little house on the prairie
Is a dream compared
To what we walk through
On a daily basis
Empty, counterfeit, faithless
Wonders of the world
Are wandering themselves
What are we living up to
If we have no standard ourselves?
Winds of the fall
Come upon us
The harvest moon shines
Fuel for the fight
Blisters and scars
Still becoming
And yet we are
Made to weather so much more
Than this temporary
Land of prescriptions and candy
Little house on the prairie
Is a dream compared
To what we walk through
On a daily basis
Empty, counterfeit, faithless
Wonders of the world
Are wandering themselves
What are we living up to
If we have no standard ourselves?
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