God never loses sight of you. He sees where you are. He even knows your name. - Dennis Raney
Do you believe He sees you? In the darkest despair or the strongest storm, the most stifling loneliness, He sees where I am. Even when others don't know, never knew, chose to forget, He knows.
What a mess I've made of my existence. But You love me even now and still I see somehow that You see the real me, hiding in my skin, broken from within. Unveil me completely. I'm loosening my grasp. There's no need to mask my frailty 'cause You see the real me. - Natalie Grant
If I can't be real with God, who in the world can I be real with? Why hide if He knows and loves me anyways? There's nothing I can do to make Him love me any less.
It's Your kindness, Lord, that leads us to repentance...
Do we find in His kindness His mercy and realize that we don't deserve it, convicting us and leading us to repentance? Practiced, rehearsed repentance for show and acceptance makes genuine repentance internally questionable, more difficult, confusing, doubtful.
Oh, but I was good. - Shane and Shane
Yeah, but were you good because you felt obligated to be, or were you good because you love Me?
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Honesty
Beauty for ashes, a garment of praise for my heaviness. Beauty for ashes, take this heart of stone and make it Yours. - Shane and Shane
My guilt, shame, disobedience, rebellion, depression, loneliness all add to the weight of my heaviness. The more I dwell on my distaste for my situation, use that as an excuse to rebel harder and run farther, am too proud or embarrassed or scared or ashamed to ask forgiveness and grace to try again, the harder, stonier and thornier my heart becomes. Now how much more difficult is it to run to my Father's arms, crawl up in His lap, cry and be truly sorry, truly repentant, truly broken over our distance, over the distance I've created between us? How can I ask to reconcile this relationship?
Could circumstances possibly change who I forever am in You? - MercyMe
Relationships constantly change, some for better, some for worse, some to never exist again. Tests come again and again to strengthen, and each time failure seems emminent. The search for the treasure of contentment continues to be futile. Community has never been so lonely. Maybe then, the answer is yes.
What do you believe? What do you choose to believe at this moment? Maybe that's the answer.
But now I will take back the ripened grain and new wine I generously provided each harvest season. I will take away the wool and linen clothing I gave her to cover her nakedness. I will strip her naked in public, while all her lovers look on. No one will be able to rescue her from my hands. I will put an end to her annual festivals, her new moon celebrations, and her Sabbath days - all her appointed festivals. I will destroy her grapevines and fig trees, things she claims her lovers gave her. I will let them grow into tangled thickets, where only wild animals will eat the fruit. I will punish her for all those times when she burned incense to her images of Baal, when she put on her earrings and jewels and went out to look for her lovers but forgot all about me," says the LORD.
Ever wonder if He cares that you hurt? Ever wonder how broken your heart has to be? How lost and tired do I have to be before Love comes back around?
Oh, my God, shine Your light on us that we might live. - RSB
My guilt, shame, disobedience, rebellion, depression, loneliness all add to the weight of my heaviness. The more I dwell on my distaste for my situation, use that as an excuse to rebel harder and run farther, am too proud or embarrassed or scared or ashamed to ask forgiveness and grace to try again, the harder, stonier and thornier my heart becomes. Now how much more difficult is it to run to my Father's arms, crawl up in His lap, cry and be truly sorry, truly repentant, truly broken over our distance, over the distance I've created between us? How can I ask to reconcile this relationship?
Could circumstances possibly change who I forever am in You? - MercyMe
Relationships constantly change, some for better, some for worse, some to never exist again. Tests come again and again to strengthen, and each time failure seems emminent. The search for the treasure of contentment continues to be futile. Community has never been so lonely. Maybe then, the answer is yes.
What do you believe? What do you choose to believe at this moment? Maybe that's the answer.
But now I will take back the ripened grain and new wine I generously provided each harvest season. I will take away the wool and linen clothing I gave her to cover her nakedness. I will strip her naked in public, while all her lovers look on. No one will be able to rescue her from my hands. I will put an end to her annual festivals, her new moon celebrations, and her Sabbath days - all her appointed festivals. I will destroy her grapevines and fig trees, things she claims her lovers gave her. I will let them grow into tangled thickets, where only wild animals will eat the fruit. I will punish her for all those times when she burned incense to her images of Baal, when she put on her earrings and jewels and went out to look for her lovers but forgot all about me," says the LORD.
Ever wonder if He cares that you hurt? Ever wonder how broken your heart has to be? How lost and tired do I have to be before Love comes back around?
Oh, my God, shine Your light on us that we might live. - RSB
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