Thursday, February 26, 2009

I am with You

God, life sometimes...it just don't change
I'm trapped right here, stuck in chains
I don't have words, I'm just not sure
What's my problem, and what's my cure?

I was thirsty, and you gave something to drink
I was down, but you helped me to my feet
I was lost, but you left the other sheep
I was hurt, and you held me as I weeped

You said, "I am with you as I am. I am with you, the Great I AM
I am with you now, as you don't understand. I am with you, the Great I AM"

It's not so much the things I have,
It's what I'm lacking, that hurts so bad,
It's not the pain of something new,
It's the thing I crave, that leads me to you

I was thirsty, and you gave something to drink
I had fallen, but you helped me to my feet
I was lost, but you left the other sheep
I was hurt, and you held me as I weeped

You said, "I am with you as I am. I am with you, the Great I AM
I am with you now, as you don't understand. I am with you, the Great I AM"

My world goes on, but I don't belong
My life is great, but I'm not that strong
My heart sings the same old song
My emotions they still rage strong

I was thirsty, and you gave something to drink
I was down, but you helped me to my feet
I was lost, but you left the other sheep
I was hurt, and you held me as I weeped

You said, "I am with you as I am. I am with you, the Great I AM
I am with you now, as you don't understand. I am with you, the Great I AM"

You are with me, hold me while I weep. You are with me, guard me while I sleep. You are with me, heal this heart of mine. You are with me, so I know I can. I know this because you are, you are, you are...the GREAT I AM!

Won't you be my prince of Peace?

Hold me Jesus. It's a good song, and an even better prayer. Why is it so easy to lose ourselves? Why is it so easy to leave him who loves us most?

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

A Letter

From a thoughtful perspective, I'm frustrated with the world, and stupidity in it. hmmm, I suppose that just means that I need a breather. I did try one thing differently today though...

And on that note, I love Philippians! Picture it with me. Let's go to Rome... to a rather dark and dank little room, surrounded by high walls...Inside we see a man seated on the floor. He's an older man, his shoulders stooped, his head balding (perhaps). Chains are on his hands and feet...

It's the apostle Paul...I relate to his story more than most (Damascus road and such)

The apostle was bound only by the will of God is now in chains - stuck in a dingy "room" - attached to a Roman guard....

He's writing a letter. If it were me it would be a complaint letter to God. My list of grievances.... After all, he has every reason to be bitter and complain. But he doesn't. Instead this man writes a letter that more than two thousand years later is still know as the treatise on joy - Philippians....

A very good book to spend time in. "Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything." Philippians 4:6


Those are the thoughts that flow through my head when I'm actually trying to focus on God. Sometimes though, I feel like just holing up and biting off heads...probably not the best policy...for me, or anyone else. Salem.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Search me, Know me, Try me and see...

"They said to each other, "Didn't our hearts burn within us as he talked with us on the road and explained the scriptures to us?" (Luke 24:31-32)

I love that verse. They knew they had been with Jesus because of the fire within them. That's how God has worked in my life lately, using His torch to set my soul on fire. He warmed the cold and thawed the chill. He stirred the ashes of my heart again, purging my infection, and illuminated my path.

I'm starting fresh. I'm sure that there have been many times in my life that I've said that, but I think God understands anyway.

This semester is about walking without knowing. Trusting without seeing. And loving without judging. I've fought my whole life to become who I am. It's odd now, I'm ready to lose that part of me, the selfish, prideful, hypocritical, dishonest part.

It's as if I've spent my whole life running and running, trying to catch up with something that has never been there at all. And all I've done is go farther and farther away from the love that's been waiting for me the entire time.

Life has been so good to me. God has been so good to me. It's time I did the same.