Justice.

The Lord's eyes are searching to and fro throughout the earth, looking for someone who would cry out and contend for His justice. His heart is burning to find those who will be broken for His mercy concerning the oppressed and those whose voices of have been silenced. He desires to release voices of ones crying in the wilderness, to set the captives free and proclaim the coming of the Lord. He is establishing a throne firmly set in righteousness and justice. He will bring salvation to those who cry out to Him. He will answer the steadfastness of the watchmen and answer their hearts that are fixated on mercy.

Run after Him who holds the heavens in His hand, who has the power and authority of restoring everything and everyone to fullness and beauty. Hold fast to what you have been entrusted with. Proclaim truth into the places of darkness. Reveal the hidden treasures, release understanding into the hearts of men of who God is and how His hearts longs for them.
Pursue a spirit of compassion and justice. Whisper against the violence and watch it crumble, shout against silent lies, see them destroyed!

Isaiah 62

You have a new name
You have a new name
It comes from the mouth of your God
It comes from the lips of your King

And your righteousness go forth
And your salvation is like a torch
It is burning, it is burning
For all the nations to see

And You are a crown of beauty in the hand of your God
And You are a royal jewel in the eyes of the Lord

And your righteousness goes forth
And your salvation is like a torch
It is burning, it is burning
For all the nations to see

You are not forsaken, your are not forgotten
You are not bare

And your righteousness goes forth
And your salvation is like a torch
It is burning, it is burning
For all the nations to see

And the Lord
He delights over you
He delights over you
Like a bridegroom rejoices for his bride
The Lord rejoices over you

And your righteousness goes forth
And your salvation is like a torch
It is burning, it is burning
For all the nations to see

We will not be silent
We will give You no rest
Until Your salvation comes

Wednesday, feb 18, 2009

The campus is humming with it's normal rythmn of life on this Wednesday morning in the middle of the second month of 2009. The sun was rising about the time I stepped out of my dorm at 7:53 am. I wondered why, for the umpteenth time I chose an 8:00 class this semester. Though I can't complain much on this day because we were released from class 30 min early. And this Friday, class is cancelled, which is even better. People are wandering about in various states of sleepiness or energetic energy. I envy those with energy, though I am not that sleepy myself. The food in the bean was good. I ate alone, which is strange experience, but never less a nice refreshing change. Solitude is good thing. I am learning to balance my time between both solitude alone and social time. Both are vitally needed.
Now I am sitting in the middle of astronomy class, bored to death and wishing the clock would move faster. I know I should be listening to the lecture, but I can't focus today. My starbucks coffee is buzzing and the expectation of going back to my dorm is to much for me to force concentration from myself. Another hour and chapel will b here and then two more classes after that.
I think I may be afflicted with middle-of-the-week apathy. I don't think I like it.

The way I see you

I thought I had my freedom
You didn't even ask
It hit me like a shotgun
Like a cannon blast
You are so elusive
Why you gotta be so detached?
But from the corner of my eye
I thought I saw you look my way
Did you see me looking back

Oh, I just want to know...
Baby, do you see me the way I see you?

And why do you give me
So little of you?
I"m out here on thin ice
Hoping I don't break through
You can say you are naive
But I think you know the truth
You've made a prisoner of me
But I'm hanging onto the belief
That my time is almost through

Oh, I just want to know...
Baby, do you see me the way I see you?

(bethany dillon 2005)