Sunday, March 30, 2008

Take my breath away...



It's all in the way
That You look at me
It's all in the way
That You look at me
It's all in the way
That You look at me
It takes my breath away
It takes my breath away
It takes my breath away

Jesus, Savior, Lover of all
Hold me, gently
Whisper to my heart

It's all in the way
That You smile at me
It's all in the way
That You smile at me
It's all in the way
That You smile at me
It takes my breath away
It takes my breath away
It takes my breath away

Jesus, Messiah, King to all
Touch me, softly
Dance through my heart

It takes my breath away
It takes my breath away
It takes my breath away

Dance with me tonight, hold me in Your arms. ♥

Sunday, March 9, 2008

A window.


It's nearly midnight. A blissful rain is pouring down outside my bedroom window. The dark peacefulness of night surrounds the house. I don't think I've ever been as at peace and serene as I am at this moment. You see all my life I feel like I've been hitting my head against closed doors...well, for the most part that is. I know a lot times, it just me keeping the door shut myself, or on the other hand not allowing it to open at all. Today though something shifted in my soul. It was so easy, so normal, so unnoticeable I could have missed it...and I really I must have for I don't know when or how it happened, it just has. All day long I've felt it. And no, it is not just the beautiful spring weather or the good book I'm reading. Ever since the new year I've felt the change coming. I'm slipping away into something new. And yet like I said before, it's so gradual...without realizing it I'm suddenly different, and it's a greater different, than the different I've been before.

A window has opened...

The other night I had a dream. The first dream I've had in months that I actually remember...and unfortunately all I remember is the end of my dream. But that I'm even remembering my dreams is fantastic a phenomenon in itself.
I don't know why God took away my ability to remember dreams. It is just a season I know. Perhaps the dreams He wanted to give me I wasn't ready to cope with a few months ago. I think He wanted me to believe without seeing for a while. Still suddenly, I feel the dreams are returning...

A window has opened...

I suddenly want to write, something I have not been able to do in months either. It was like something stood in my way every time I tried. Holding me back, blocking my inspiration, smothering my words, dousing my passion. Tonight, I feel story burning on my fingertips, and if it were not already midnight, if I were not tired and if tomorrow was not a work day, I would be writing as we speak. But my eyelids are heavy, and I want to be silent and listen to the rain.

A window has opened...

Hunger is boring a hole in my heart. Hunger for the Word, for God's people, for prayer, for diligence, and most of all, for delight in the Lord's presence. It is eating its way through my soul, separating, dividing and restoring. Before, I yearned and prayed for such hunger, but it only came out as trite obedience. At times I've wanted to give up, yet how I've clung to faithfulness.
I feel so different. It is not visible, I'm not emotional nor excited tonight. It's just another day, another sunday, another night...but something is different.

And it's not over, not even close...some kind of new journey is beginning.