Posts Tagged ‘Jesus’

A bold decree attracts the hand of the hand of The Lord,
Well I’ve made some bold decrees & I couldn’t feel further away, I realize feelings are emotions and are not facts, but they feel real, and I feel real alone. I hate this feeling, I hate living this way & it’s always been this way, it’s like asking God to change a rock into a butterfly, maybe there are just some things that aren’t worth changing, maybe there are somethings that just can’t change because they don’t want to change. I don’t wanna give up, but only b/c I don’t know what else I’d do, there’s no hope in that, but there’s no hope in any of it, this is the definition of nonexistent hope. I don’t know the string you pull, I think it’s thread bare.

Less than 5 ,000 days how will they be lived, how will they be celebrated…will they be celebrated. Everyday counts even when the very thing you’re holding onto bites you keep holding and regrip, if what you holding bites you then you’re not holding it the right way. The same goes for crabs if it pinches you, you’re not holding it the right way, and I guess crabby people.

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Vetrens Day was this week & it got me to thinking, most of the things that keep us from being real with Him, from getting up close is we’re afraid He’ll see our wounds, our scars, our imperfections, but consider for a minute that the things that keep us at arms length are the battle wounds that God actually celebrates, in the way that a war hero would be celebrated. You were wounded in the fight, yes, but don’t be ashamed, those wounds are the proof you were in the fight for your life. You were on the front lines, war was waged on you & not only were you worthy for the fight, it was a fight to the death & you prevailed, not to be ashamed but to be rejoiced over to be celebrated, to have tasted victory & know its possible to prevail against the odds.
The body of Christ is coming out of a season that looks like the way the homecoming did for most of the Vietnam Veterans, unsympathetic, but we are moving into a season where grace abounds. And the scars that tried to hold you back, now make notice to the vital part you played, & the shame that once kept you at a distance is tied back and replaced with honor for the ground that you held.
Scars are places you’ve been but didn’t stay.
You’re pathway to your message is sometimes through your mess.

My God is HUGE
And although I have rattled some cages this week they are tremors of just that, cages that hold a desperate roar dying in fact to convince me of the only thing it has to sell, fear
My God is HUGE
He’s not scared so neither am I! He said greater is he who is in me, so I say
My God is HUGE
When I feel worthless he reminds me of my worth, when I feel penniless he reminds me of his worth, when I feel the most unloved, he absolutely lavishes me with the deepest seeping love that it leaks in & fills all my cracks
My God is HUGE
And the tremors from the cages I’ve rattled, they know with face, what I know with faith, for what I revel in they slithered from, I was called in & they were called out, I’m redeemed & they’re doomed. I’m highly favored & they couldn’t be further from the truth.
My God is HUGE.

What are you Chasing?
Everyone’s chasing something, we chase dreams, dogs chase their tail, some of us run fast enough that we can actually see what we’re chasing. No matter was your pace is something lies ahead that keeps you from turning around, so what is that?
What is King Saul would’ve chased after God the way he chased after David, well that would’ve change history. He was capable of the chase, because he chased, he had the time, because he used it, he had the resources because he used them. King Saul spent his life chasing David.

You can use hind sight to change your chase, history is being made every day. You are in charge of the direction of your chase. Generations from now will history look back & admire your chase or will they learn from your waste.