Hmmmm

My new niece, whose name I'm unsure of, whose future I'm even less sure of. Ambivalence is running rampant through my mind.

Holy Holy Holy

Church was amazing today. I knew we were singing this song because I get to church at dark thirty so I heard the worship band warming up. I love this song. It's beautiful. I didn't really expect to be in tears within fifteen seconds of it starting, though. It wasn't a sad cry, at all. It was a cry of thankfulness, amazement, awe and wonder. I can't believe He loves me. I mean I believe it, it just overwhelms me sometimes. That the God of everything, the Lord Almighty Himself didn't just decide not to let me rot in my own sin. He didn't just find a way for me to be forgiven and stop there. He doesn't just want me not to die, He wants me to walk with Him, to talk to Him, to love Him, to rest in His love for me. When it got to the line about Heaven's mercy seat I just lost it. That He would pour out His mercy on one such as me, that's almost too much. It's more than my brain can take in. I heard another song this week that had a line that resonated with me. It said "God's justice saw all that I had done, but His mercy sees me through His Son." I might be paraphrasing a tad, but you get the gist of it.

My prayers seem, to me, to have changed a lot over the past several months. I used to pray for God to fix me, to make me feel better, to take the pain away, to forgive my enormous debt. Now, I seem to pray for His grace and compassion to fill me so completely that it is all the world can see when they look at me. I so want to pour myself out completely so that all that is left is the mercy of Christ raining down on whomever I come in contact with. I want my life to be an unmistakable testimony of His miraculous healing. All glory to the Father that gave His only Son so He could have His daughter!





Revelation Song

by kari jobe

Worthy is the, Lamb who was slain
Holy, Holy, is He
Sing a new song, to him who sits on
Heaven’s mercy seat

Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Who was, and is, and is to come
With all creation I sing
Praise to the King of Kings
You are my everything
And I will adore You

Clothed in rainbows, of living color
Flashes of lightning, rolls of thunder
Blessing and honor, strength and glory and power be
to You the only wise King

Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Who was, and is, and is to come
With all creation I sing
Praise to the King of Kings
You are my everything
And I will adore You

Filled with wonder, awestruck wonder
At the mention of your name
Jesus your name is power
Breath, and living water
Such a marvelous mystery

Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Who was, and is, and is to come, yeah
With all creation I sing
Praise to the King of Kings
You are my everything
And I will adore You

Tornado Alley

OK, this picture I did actually take, about five minutes before the electricity shut off.....for five hours. It was great fun and, admittedly, there was a little time spent under a blanket on the bathroom floor. Luckily there was no severe damage at my house, just a leaning rose bush. My sister and her neighbor lost some roof and several big cedar trees. All in all, everyone is safe and sound so what is there to complain about. For some reason I feel like we are having many more tornadoes than is customary for us, but maybe I have just forgotten.

Have a great day!