My heart aches. I love Him, yes, but faintly.
I desire Him, yes, but weakly.
I want Him, true, but waveringly.
Even the pain that lies within
I recognize to be such faint pain,
A mere discomfort next to the heart-wrenching anguish
That grips true lovers.
My knowledge is nothing. My wisdom, infancy.
I see nothing as it truly is.
Eternity what is light. This life of earth what is dark.
Stories remain stories. Not sinking deep within my soul,
And scarring me with Diving invasion.
Your cross is a picture, Your heaven a fantasy.
Tears are sweet emotions, moved by Your sacrifice.
But not the tears of sharing in Your sufferings.
I say Your name so sweetly but do not know its Face.
All I am is far. So distant, so removed.
But you beckon me come.
Yet my Lord I am nothing. I have nothing. I know nothing.
When I thought I have something,
It dissolved before Your beauty,
And I was left naked. Possessing nothing.
Poor for words. Empty of all. Needy and alone.
Even so, my Love, call me.
Yes, do not leave me here but beckon me come.
Though I have nothing, though I am only poor,
I cast myself in your unfailing love.
Where else would I go?
Whom have I but you?
Thursday, October 8, 2009
The Reason
October 8, 2009 (Thursday)
“I have set the Lord always before me.
Because He is at my right hand,
I will not be shaken."
Psalm 16:8
The night was cold and windy that Wednesday as I went home from CORE, but I didn't mind at all. For my thoughts circled through a flood of realizations. Realizations I wished I should have had many months ago. And perhaps I would not be crawling my way back to Him.
For a long time I thought I was strong, strong enough to do things all by myself. I thought that as long as I am with Jesus, I will never falter. But as I watched my dreams unattained and goals thwarted, my fist I held high against the God I worshipped. There was no more praise on my lips but only questions an unfaithful child would utter. I wondered how all came to be. I wondered, for I thought that I stumble was sangfroid, I thought my decisions were right enough…
Yes, I had fallen and had turn back to the world. The world I had said goodbye to when I gave my heart to Jesus and made Him my Saviour, my Lover, my Redeemer...and I had prayed that He would be my “everything.” But my heart I took back as I saw all the things dear to me fall apart before my very eyes. The world that had broken me became my dear escape. Though knowing that I'll find no joy, I stayed under its shadows and tried to hide from God.
I hid because I was hurt. I hid because I can no longer take a single step towards him, knowing that it would the death of me, the death of my flesh. I hid because I don’t understand His love. I hid because I thought He was being unfair. I hid because I know He was the one who allowed pain to come. I hid because my plans aren’t His plans. And I blamed Him for all the hurts even though I know that I was the one at fault all along.
It was me at fault because I held on to idols when he told me to let go. I stayed when He told me to move on. I made my own plans when He told me to do His will. I followed my self when He told me to follow Him. I questioned and asked when all He wanted me to do was obey. And I thought I’m okay on my own when without Him I am nothing.
And I was reminded in CORE that I am not the only. A lot of us think that that the longer we are with Christ, the stronger we become. We think that as long as long as we read our Bibles, go to church nth times a week, or be in Christian fellowship, we will be okay. We believe that there are some things that are trivial and that we can solve it by ourselves. We delusion that as long as we remember Christ-- while we’re in school, while we are working, during leisure, and even in our relationship--we will not stumble nor be shaken. We are fooling no one but ourselves. In our efforts, we have none to boast. We shouldn’t even rely on ourselves. It's not even our strength, for we are weak, but it is Christ's strength manifested through us. It’s not our works that would assure us an eternity with Him, but only through Christ’s grace. It’s not just about being with Him but it’s about following Him. It’s not about understanding, but it’s about obeying. It’s not about remembering Him in our activities; it’s about making it about Him and for Him…stumble
All of us do stumble and all of us do fail. We fall into situations that we don’t want to be in. And we all know that discipline makes us ask “why?” Indeed, we are good at asking God why. But maybe we should also ask ourselves.
“Is God really God of my life?
“Am I following God or am I just making Him an audience?”
I had learned the hard way and I am coming back to Him. Though crawling I still praise Him but for He is merciful and loving God, who is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. And I pray that, indeed, we will let God be the God of our "everything."
“I have set the Lord always before me.
Because He is at my right hand,
I will not be shaken."
Psalm 16:8
The night was cold and windy that Wednesday as I went home from CORE, but I didn't mind at all. For my thoughts circled through a flood of realizations. Realizations I wished I should have had many months ago. And perhaps I would not be crawling my way back to Him.
For a long time I thought I was strong, strong enough to do things all by myself. I thought that as long as I am with Jesus, I will never falter. But as I watched my dreams unattained and goals thwarted, my fist I held high against the God I worshipped. There was no more praise on my lips but only questions an unfaithful child would utter. I wondered how all came to be. I wondered, for I thought that I stumble was sangfroid, I thought my decisions were right enough…
Yes, I had fallen and had turn back to the world. The world I had said goodbye to when I gave my heart to Jesus and made Him my Saviour, my Lover, my Redeemer...and I had prayed that He would be my “everything.” But my heart I took back as I saw all the things dear to me fall apart before my very eyes. The world that had broken me became my dear escape. Though knowing that I'll find no joy, I stayed under its shadows and tried to hide from God.
I hid because I was hurt. I hid because I can no longer take a single step towards him, knowing that it would the death of me, the death of my flesh. I hid because I don’t understand His love. I hid because I thought He was being unfair. I hid because I know He was the one who allowed pain to come. I hid because my plans aren’t His plans. And I blamed Him for all the hurts even though I know that I was the one at fault all along.
It was me at fault because I held on to idols when he told me to let go. I stayed when He told me to move on. I made my own plans when He told me to do His will. I followed my self when He told me to follow Him. I questioned and asked when all He wanted me to do was obey. And I thought I’m okay on my own when without Him I am nothing.
And I was reminded in CORE that I am not the only. A lot of us think that that the longer we are with Christ, the stronger we become. We think that as long as long as we read our Bibles, go to church nth times a week, or be in Christian fellowship, we will be okay. We believe that there are some things that are trivial and that we can solve it by ourselves. We delusion that as long as we remember Christ-- while we’re in school, while we are working, during leisure, and even in our relationship--we will not stumble nor be shaken. We are fooling no one but ourselves. In our efforts, we have none to boast. We shouldn’t even rely on ourselves. It's not even our strength, for we are weak, but it is Christ's strength manifested through us. It’s not our works that would assure us an eternity with Him, but only through Christ’s grace. It’s not just about being with Him but it’s about following Him. It’s not about understanding, but it’s about obeying. It’s not about remembering Him in our activities; it’s about making it about Him and for Him…stumble
All of us do stumble and all of us do fail. We fall into situations that we don’t want to be in. And we all know that discipline makes us ask “why?” Indeed, we are good at asking God why. But maybe we should also ask ourselves.
“Is God really God of my life?
“Am I following God or am I just making Him an audience?”
I had learned the hard way and I am coming back to Him. Though crawling I still praise Him but for He is merciful and loving God, who is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. And I pray that, indeed, we will let God be the God of our "everything."
Thursday, February 26, 2009
The seven last words of Jesus Christ
The seven last words of Jesus Christ...
1. Father, forgive them for they know not, what they do... (Luke 23:34)
Forgive them. His tormentors, both Jews and Romans. Some of the fruit of this prayer can be in the salvation of thousands of people in Jerusalem at Pentecost.
they know not, what they do... they were not aware of the full scope of their wickedness. They did not recognize Him as the true Messiah. They were blind to the light of divine truth
"for if they had understood it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory." (1 Cor. 2:8).
Still, their ignorance certainly did not mean that they deserved forgiveness; rather, their spiritual blindness itself was a manifestation of their guilt (John 3:19). But Christ's prayer while they were in the very act of mocking Him is an expression of the boundless compassion of divine grace.
2. Today you will be with me in paradise (Luke 23:43)
the penitent thief's prayer reflected his belief that the soul lives on after death; that Christ had a right to rule over a kingdom of the souls of men; and that He would soon enter that kingdom despite His impending death. His request to be remembered was a plea for mercy, which also reveals that the thief understood he had no hope but divine grace, and that the dispensing of that grace lay in Jesus' power. All of this demonstrates true faith on the part of the dying thief, and Christ graciously affirmed the man's salvation.
Paradise. This word speaks of heaven.
3. Here is your son, here is your mother (John 19:26-27)
the disciple whom He loved. This is a reference to John. Jesus, as firstborn and breadwinner of the family before he started His ministry, did not give the responsibility to His brothers because they were not sympathetic to His ministry nor did they believe in Him and they likely were not present at the time.
let's not worship Mary because even Jesus called her "woman" not "mother". Mary was just an instrument of God so that His Son can live on this earth. Yes! Of course, she was the mother of Jesus but not literally worship her as the mother of God because she was also a 100% human like us.
4. Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani (Mark 15:34)
This means "My God! My God! Why have You forsaken me?"
It tells us that Jesus felt keenly His abandonment by the Father, resulting from god's wrath being poured out on Him as the substitute for sinners.
5. I am thirsty (John 19:28)
Jesus was also thirst even though He was God. We can get the word "thirst" from John 4:13-14, that only Jesus can satisfy our soul, not the things in the world because the things in the world are temporary but the godly things are eternal which will last forever.
6. It is finished! (John 19:30)
The entire work of redemption had been brought to completion. The translation of "it is finished" means being placed on receipts for taxes. In other words, "paid in full."
He gave up His spirit. The sentence signaled that Jesus "handed over" His spirit as an act of His will. No one took his life from Him, for He voluntarily and willingly gave it up.
7. Father, into Your hands I commit My Spirit (Luke 23: 44-47)
Normally, victims of crucifixion died much slower deaths. He, being in control, simply yielded up His soul, committing it to God. Thus He "offered Himself without spot to God." (Heb. 9:14)
God bless! <><
1. Father, forgive them for they know not, what they do... (Luke 23:34)
Forgive them. His tormentors, both Jews and Romans. Some of the fruit of this prayer can be in the salvation of thousands of people in Jerusalem at Pentecost.
they know not, what they do... they were not aware of the full scope of their wickedness. They did not recognize Him as the true Messiah. They were blind to the light of divine truth
"for if they had understood it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory." (1 Cor. 2:8).
Still, their ignorance certainly did not mean that they deserved forgiveness; rather, their spiritual blindness itself was a manifestation of their guilt (John 3:19). But Christ's prayer while they were in the very act of mocking Him is an expression of the boundless compassion of divine grace.
2. Today you will be with me in paradise (Luke 23:43)
the penitent thief's prayer reflected his belief that the soul lives on after death; that Christ had a right to rule over a kingdom of the souls of men; and that He would soon enter that kingdom despite His impending death. His request to be remembered was a plea for mercy, which also reveals that the thief understood he had no hope but divine grace, and that the dispensing of that grace lay in Jesus' power. All of this demonstrates true faith on the part of the dying thief, and Christ graciously affirmed the man's salvation.
Paradise. This word speaks of heaven.
3. Here is your son, here is your mother (John 19:26-27)
the disciple whom He loved. This is a reference to John. Jesus, as firstborn and breadwinner of the family before he started His ministry, did not give the responsibility to His brothers because they were not sympathetic to His ministry nor did they believe in Him and they likely were not present at the time.
let's not worship Mary because even Jesus called her "woman" not "mother". Mary was just an instrument of God so that His Son can live on this earth. Yes! Of course, she was the mother of Jesus but not literally worship her as the mother of God because she was also a 100% human like us.
4. Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani (Mark 15:34)
This means "My God! My God! Why have You forsaken me?"
It tells us that Jesus felt keenly His abandonment by the Father, resulting from god's wrath being poured out on Him as the substitute for sinners.
5. I am thirsty (John 19:28)
Jesus was also thirst even though He was God. We can get the word "thirst" from John 4:13-14, that only Jesus can satisfy our soul, not the things in the world because the things in the world are temporary but the godly things are eternal which will last forever.
6. It is finished! (John 19:30)
The entire work of redemption had been brought to completion. The translation of "it is finished" means being placed on receipts for taxes. In other words, "paid in full."
He gave up His spirit. The sentence signaled that Jesus "handed over" His spirit as an act of His will. No one took his life from Him, for He voluntarily and willingly gave it up.
7. Father, into Your hands I commit My Spirit (Luke 23: 44-47)
Normally, victims of crucifixion died much slower deaths. He, being in control, simply yielded up His soul, committing it to God. Thus He "offered Himself without spot to God." (Heb. 9:14)
God bless! <><
The 6th of the 10 Days
Another love song plays as I think of words to let remain unto this page.
My days are spent pondering over what would happen an hour from now, 2 hours, 3 hours, 4, 5, so on.
This is another day, indeed.
Another day to face the fears I need not to repress.
For it flows out on its own, like water from a broken jar.
Another day to step forward regardless of my sighs and just hope I have enough strength to persevere.
A million thoughts race in my mind as I take glimpses of the cloudy yet bright sky outside; a million thoughts of “what if’s”, “if only’s”, “maybe’s”, and “I hope’s”.
Pausing once in a while, to scrutinize if I could still comprehend or determine the weight that I carry in my heart;
not knowing when or until when I might be able to manage as the feelings intensifies with every passing minute.
Not wanting to shut my eyes at night for my questions are left unanswered; but also thankful as dawn approaches, thankful that I could for a while dream the weight away.
Yet only to be awakened by the light that passes through the openings of the curtains, to wake up to another unknown tomorrow and begin another day.
Truly what lies ahead is cryptic to me.
It is veiled, it is hidden.
I see a clear depiction of what is in front of me, but I am ignorant to what is next.
Fear consumes me as I place my faithless hands unto the knob of every close door I hide behind of.
Hesitating to push open; unwilling to let anxiety envelop me as I step out, blinded by the morning light, not knowing what or who will the first my eyes will gaze upon.
This is my melancholy; this is my plea for a saviour.
I am laid bare.
Consumed by fears but still moving on.
I am weak, I am scared, I am fragile, and I am slowly dying inside; but still constantly reminding myself that someone is there.
This is the truth I try to hold on to, the truth which I draw strength upon.
Trying to be optimistic as I recall every sweet word He sings in my ears:
The promises of a life, of hope, and a future secure in Him.
This is His song for me, a song of love, as He holds me by the hand to get me through another day.
Reminding me that even with the darkness that surrounds me I am never alone.
So to Him I offered up my days.
For I know that He is the one who controls my tomorrows, He is the one who make things known and unknown to humanity.
This surrender is the end of me, but I am confident that it’ll be a beginning in Him.
But let not the mere praises of my lips alone justify my heart.
For this is my melancholy indeed; this is my cry for an undivided heart.
I confess that I am entirely incomplete, I know I am undone.
I am unable to finish what has been started; not even able to begin what should be done.
For I am clay in my Potter’s hands, I am dross-filled silver; still being moulded, still being refined.
Every breath I take causes my chest to ache as He searches every corner of my heart.
Ashamed for I know I had hidden things in my heart He had told me to let go of, hiding it all in vain.
In vain for I know that He sees all and knows all.
Deliberately refusing to comply with His will; trying to find a flight.
Running away as I held dearly things He said can not even compare to the mere mention of His glorious name.
My foolishness- I admit; as I cling unto treasured paste; not wanting to accept the diamonds He lovingly offered.
This is me, Father; this is how I begun, I am human.
I am foolish, irrational, easily blinded and swayed by the temporary and quickly wasting away.
Taking hold of what my hands could grasp whilst it exist.
This is me; I am sinful, selfish, and unfaithful; unworthy, a mockery.
I would choose to fade than to cause any more pain unto You.
Yet even through my wretchedness, You still invite me to Your courts.
You summoned me by name and called me Yours.
You sang me a new song, a song of Your agape.
You cradled me in Your arms as you softly sang that I am Yours.
I am still Yours regardless of my mistakes, regardless of the many times I caused You to cry; regardless of my imperfection.
Father, I am ashamed to be held by You.
I don’t want to stain Your beauty with the filth that I bring; the filth that I had collected from swaying away; entertaining myself but neglecting You.
Oh, I humbly plead that You would just grab hold of my heart, that You would do with it anything that You please.
For I know that on my own I am only a disappointment, I always come lacking.
But Father, I desire to give You my all. I desire to make You my all.
Wash me, I pray.
Wash me in Your everlasting mercy.
Cover me Lord, cover me in Your undying love.
I plead for I know I am not worthy of anything beautiful from You.
I plead, for I dare not come as I am.
I, who wallowed in muck and is sodden in idolisations.
Purify me Father; make me clean.
Strip me of me and cause my heart to beat only for You.
Cause me to let the paste fall free from these faithless hands.
Cause me to let go until I have nothing left.
Let me be empty that You may have Your way with me- unhindered, undivided.
Cleanse me and make me new. Fill me with You.
This is my melancholy, Father; my song of faith, trust, love, hope, and submission.
And when another day begins; please God, hold me.
Psalm 27
Jeremiah 29: 11
Isaiah 43: 1-2
1 Corinthians 10: 12-13
1 Corinthians 14: 33-34
2 Corinthians 1:9-10
2 Corinthians
My days are spent pondering over what would happen an hour from now, 2 hours, 3 hours, 4, 5, so on.
This is another day, indeed.
Another day to face the fears I need not to repress.
For it flows out on its own, like water from a broken jar.
Another day to step forward regardless of my sighs and just hope I have enough strength to persevere.
A million thoughts race in my mind as I take glimpses of the cloudy yet bright sky outside; a million thoughts of “what if’s”, “if only’s”, “maybe’s”, and “I hope’s”.
Pausing once in a while, to scrutinize if I could still comprehend or determine the weight that I carry in my heart;
not knowing when or until when I might be able to manage as the feelings intensifies with every passing minute.
Not wanting to shut my eyes at night for my questions are left unanswered; but also thankful as dawn approaches, thankful that I could for a while dream the weight away.
Yet only to be awakened by the light that passes through the openings of the curtains, to wake up to another unknown tomorrow and begin another day.
Truly what lies ahead is cryptic to me.
It is veiled, it is hidden.
I see a clear depiction of what is in front of me, but I am ignorant to what is next.
Fear consumes me as I place my faithless hands unto the knob of every close door I hide behind of.
Hesitating to push open; unwilling to let anxiety envelop me as I step out, blinded by the morning light, not knowing what or who will the first my eyes will gaze upon.
This is my melancholy; this is my plea for a saviour.
I am laid bare.
Consumed by fears but still moving on.
I am weak, I am scared, I am fragile, and I am slowly dying inside; but still constantly reminding myself that someone is there.
This is the truth I try to hold on to, the truth which I draw strength upon.
Trying to be optimistic as I recall every sweet word He sings in my ears:
The promises of a life, of hope, and a future secure in Him.
This is His song for me, a song of love, as He holds me by the hand to get me through another day.
Reminding me that even with the darkness that surrounds me I am never alone.
So to Him I offered up my days.
For I know that He is the one who controls my tomorrows, He is the one who make things known and unknown to humanity.
This surrender is the end of me, but I am confident that it’ll be a beginning in Him.
But let not the mere praises of my lips alone justify my heart.
For this is my melancholy indeed; this is my cry for an undivided heart.
I confess that I am entirely incomplete, I know I am undone.
I am unable to finish what has been started; not even able to begin what should be done.
For I am clay in my Potter’s hands, I am dross-filled silver; still being moulded, still being refined.
Every breath I take causes my chest to ache as He searches every corner of my heart.
Ashamed for I know I had hidden things in my heart He had told me to let go of, hiding it all in vain.
In vain for I know that He sees all and knows all.
Deliberately refusing to comply with His will; trying to find a flight.
Running away as I held dearly things He said can not even compare to the mere mention of His glorious name.
My foolishness- I admit; as I cling unto treasured paste; not wanting to accept the diamonds He lovingly offered.
This is me, Father; this is how I begun, I am human.
I am foolish, irrational, easily blinded and swayed by the temporary and quickly wasting away.
Taking hold of what my hands could grasp whilst it exist.
This is me; I am sinful, selfish, and unfaithful; unworthy, a mockery.
I would choose to fade than to cause any more pain unto You.
Yet even through my wretchedness, You still invite me to Your courts.
You summoned me by name and called me Yours.
You sang me a new song, a song of Your agape.
You cradled me in Your arms as you softly sang that I am Yours.
I am still Yours regardless of my mistakes, regardless of the many times I caused You to cry; regardless of my imperfection.
Father, I am ashamed to be held by You.
I don’t want to stain Your beauty with the filth that I bring; the filth that I had collected from swaying away; entertaining myself but neglecting You.
Oh, I humbly plead that You would just grab hold of my heart, that You would do with it anything that You please.
For I know that on my own I am only a disappointment, I always come lacking.
But Father, I desire to give You my all. I desire to make You my all.
Wash me, I pray.
Wash me in Your everlasting mercy.
Cover me Lord, cover me in Your undying love.
I plead for I know I am not worthy of anything beautiful from You.
I plead, for I dare not come as I am.
I, who wallowed in muck and is sodden in idolisations.
Purify me Father; make me clean.
Strip me of me and cause my heart to beat only for You.
Cause me to let the paste fall free from these faithless hands.
Cause me to let go until I have nothing left.
Let me be empty that You may have Your way with me- unhindered, undivided.
Cleanse me and make me new. Fill me with You.
This is my melancholy, Father; my song of faith, trust, love, hope, and submission.
And when another day begins; please God, hold me.
Psalm 27
Jeremiah 29: 11
Isaiah 43: 1-2
1 Corinthians 10: 12-13
1 Corinthians 14: 33-34
2 Corinthians 1:9-10
2 Corinthians
Monday, February 2, 2009
i believe that "LOVE" is the answer...
Walk blindly to the light and reach out for His hand
Don’t ask any questions and don’t try to understand
Open up your mind and then open up your heart
You will see that you and me aren't very far apart
I believe that love is the answer
I believe love will find a way
I believe that love is the answer
I believe love will find a way
Violence has spread worldwide and there’s families on the streets
We sell drugs to children now, well why can’t we just see
That all we do is eliminate our future with the things we do today
Money is our incentive now so that makes it ok
Jesus is the Answer for the World Today
Above Him theres no other
Jesus is the Way
Don’t ask any questions and don’t try to understand
Open up your mind and then open up your heart
You will see that you and me aren't very far apart
I believe that love is the answer
I believe love will find a way
I believe that love is the answer
I believe love will find a way
Violence has spread worldwide and there’s families on the streets
We sell drugs to children now, well why can’t we just see
That all we do is eliminate our future with the things we do today
Money is our incentive now so that makes it ok
Jesus is the Answer for the World Today
Above Him theres no other
Jesus is the Way
Friday, January 23, 2009
Who is God?
One day the Lord asked me, “Who do you think am I?”
His glorious majesty caused me to reply…
…You are an amazing God.
You are marvellous.
You are beautiful.
You are never-ending.
You never fail.
You are great.
And you are mighty.
And none is like You,
None can compare to You.
For who can fathom You?
Who can understand You?
When you are indescribable.
You are incomprehensible.
You are limitless.
You are big.
For You breathe out the universe.
Yet You are small.
For You reign in our hearts.
You are everywhere!
Who is like You oh Lord?
Who can compete with You?
Who can do things You can not do?
Is there even anything You can not do?
Or who can do things You can?
Who can match up with You?
None!
No one!
For You are matchless.
You are undefeatable.
You are unquestionable.
None should doubt You.
For You are wise.
You are God.
You are King.
You are Creator.
You are the Saviour of mankind.
You are the redeemer of the doomed.
You are the payer of debts.
You are the seeker of the lost.
You are the light to the blind.
You are the fortress of the weary.
You are the healer of the dying.
You are the teacher of the ignorant.
You are the lifter of the meek.
For You are a loving God!
You are a merciful Father.
You are gracious Provider.
You are patient Counselor.
You are God.
You are love.
But You also judge the wicked.
For You are just.
You condemn the evil.
You destroy the foolish.
You humble the conceited.
You shame the hypocrites.
You punish the idolater.
For You do not tolerate sin.
You do not take lightly blemishes.
You can not stand wickedness.
For You are Holy.
You are God!
That’s why You deserve our hearts.
You deserve our love.
You deserve our faith.
You deserve our loyalty.
You deserve our obedience.
You deserve our service.
You deserve our devotion.
You deserve our praise.
You deserve our worship.
You deserve everything we have.
For You are God.
You are gentle.
You are compassionate.
You are thoughtful.
You are kind.
You are hospitable…
…to us who don’t deserve Your love.
to us who don’t deserve Your grace.
to us who don’t deserve Your mercy.
to us who don’t deserve Your attention.
to us who deserve nothing.
to us who deserve death.
to us who deserve hell.
to us who are temporary.
to us who are worthless.
to us who are but a vapour.
to us who are sinful.
to us who shed Your blood.
to us who accused You for doing wrong.
to us who crucified You.
to us who killed You.
But You are God.
You rose again.
You conquered death.
You brought out souls from hell.
You had forgiven us.
You saved us.
You gave us life.
You promised us hope.
You assured us a future.
You sanctified us.
You reunited with us.
For You are forgiving.
You do not remind us of our pasts but secure our present.
You lead us into righteousness.
For You desire us to be Holy.
As You are Holy.
For You are a Holy God.
You are God!
You are the Lord of Lords.
You are the King of Kings.
You are the Prince of Peace.
You are the Lord of Love.
You are the Lamb who was slain.
You are the Lion of Judah.
You are the Lover of our souls.
You are God.
You are the Alpha and the Omega.
You are the keeper of time.
You are the maker and holder of all perfect plans.
You are God!
And You will always be God.
For You are eternal.
You were,
You are,
You will.
You alone are God!!!!
Then Jesus said, “Well, that’s great my child; but I already knew all of that. What I really want to hear from you is who am I to You.”
I paused and smiled; for I realized that God isn’t after my comprehension but is after ME. So I answered in awe, “YOU ARE MY GOD!”
His glorious majesty caused me to reply…
…You are an amazing God.
You are marvellous.
You are beautiful.
You are never-ending.
You never fail.
You are great.
And you are mighty.
And none is like You,
None can compare to You.
For who can fathom You?
Who can understand You?
When you are indescribable.
You are incomprehensible.
You are limitless.
You are big.
For You breathe out the universe.
Yet You are small.
For You reign in our hearts.
You are everywhere!
Who is like You oh Lord?
Who can compete with You?
Who can do things You can not do?
Is there even anything You can not do?
Or who can do things You can?
Who can match up with You?
None!
No one!
For You are matchless.
You are undefeatable.
You are unquestionable.
None should doubt You.
For You are wise.
You are God.
You are King.
You are Creator.
You are the Saviour of mankind.
You are the redeemer of the doomed.
You are the payer of debts.
You are the seeker of the lost.
You are the light to the blind.
You are the fortress of the weary.
You are the healer of the dying.
You are the teacher of the ignorant.
You are the lifter of the meek.
For You are a loving God!
You are a merciful Father.
You are gracious Provider.
You are patient Counselor.
You are God.
You are love.
But You also judge the wicked.
For You are just.
You condemn the evil.
You destroy the foolish.
You humble the conceited.
You shame the hypocrites.
You punish the idolater.
For You do not tolerate sin.
You do not take lightly blemishes.
You can not stand wickedness.
For You are Holy.
You are God!
That’s why You deserve our hearts.
You deserve our love.
You deserve our faith.
You deserve our loyalty.
You deserve our obedience.
You deserve our service.
You deserve our devotion.
You deserve our praise.
You deserve our worship.
You deserve everything we have.
For You are God.
You are gentle.
You are compassionate.
You are thoughtful.
You are kind.
You are hospitable…
…to us who don’t deserve Your love.
to us who don’t deserve Your grace.
to us who don’t deserve Your mercy.
to us who don’t deserve Your attention.
to us who deserve nothing.
to us who deserve death.
to us who deserve hell.
to us who are temporary.
to us who are worthless.
to us who are but a vapour.
to us who are sinful.
to us who shed Your blood.
to us who accused You for doing wrong.
to us who crucified You.
to us who killed You.
But You are God.
You rose again.
You conquered death.
You brought out souls from hell.
You had forgiven us.
You saved us.
You gave us life.
You promised us hope.
You assured us a future.
You sanctified us.
You reunited with us.
For You are forgiving.
You do not remind us of our pasts but secure our present.
You lead us into righteousness.
For You desire us to be Holy.
As You are Holy.
For You are a Holy God.
You are God!
You are the Lord of Lords.
You are the King of Kings.
You are the Prince of Peace.
You are the Lord of Love.
You are the Lamb who was slain.
You are the Lion of Judah.
You are the Lover of our souls.
You are God.
You are the Alpha and the Omega.
You are the keeper of time.
You are the maker and holder of all perfect plans.
You are God!
And You will always be God.
For You are eternal.
You were,
You are,
You will.
You alone are God!!!!
Then Jesus said, “Well, that’s great my child; but I already knew all of that. What I really want to hear from you is who am I to You.”
I paused and smiled; for I realized that God isn’t after my comprehension but is after ME. So I answered in awe, “YOU ARE MY GOD!”
Monday, December 8, 2008
Rise Up
You are a mirror, yet you see so deep.
You are truth, you point out every wrong.
But you intrigue and you fascinate.
You do not stand for mild manner integrity,
but strive for holy intimacy.
We are one in the same.
A generation filled with passion.
A fire cool to the touch,
but consuming the world
with the desire the Most High.
Place off these markings of sin you see.
Throw out these doubts and fear which ensnares you.
Pride wishes to entice you.
Lust places traps and snares before you.
You are a target like it or not.
You are the one demons seek to destroy.
You are marked with My love as evidence to all.
For I have marked you with love.
Because this world no longer understands the treasures it hides;
and if they wish not to understand it.
It is passed to the youth.
For they are searching and seeking for love,
and only can you understand the love I have
if you seek with your heart and not your mind.
For your mind will follow your heart.
This generation has been marked.
This generation has been sealed.
This generation has been placed for all to see.
This generation is a target of the enemy.
It is the desire of the enemy to see you fall,
but do not fear or coward away,
for I will protect you.
My only plead is that you'll be weak.
For in your weakness my strenght will be seen.
You are a generation unwilling to be second best.
A generation placed with the desire of perfection.
A generation understanding the heart of worship,
a heart of service, a heart of love, faith, and joy.
The steps placed before you are for each his own.
Each extended with the purpose to glorify Me.
I will not place your foot or in the way which you must go;
for the decision is yours alone to follow Me,
and doubt does not rest in My heart
that their backs will forever turn away
because I chose them.
I chose them as I hung on the cross.
I chose them before they were born.
I chose them while they were drinking.
I chose them while they were smoking.
I chose them while they were lying and deceiving.
I chose him as he lay iin bed with someone who's not meant to be his wife.
I chose her as she forsake her first love for another man.
I chose them in their dishonesty.
I chose them in their shame.
I chose them as I took the nails as consequence for their sins.
Rise up, rise up!
You, generation who strives to be "it".
You, who strive to deny yourselves but are unable.
You, who are humble and unknown bu society.
You, whose pictures line lockers, and your name is known here and there.
You, who have known Me and followed Me always.
I'm calling you.
I'm reaching out to you.
You are the genration of the end times.
You are a generation of prophets and servants.
You are a generation of speakers and actors.
You are a generation of leaders.
And you have been calle dto lead this darkened world;
to lead them from shame and slander and ill minded tempers;
tolead them to truth, to love, tolife, to Me.
Rise up, do not fear!
Stand firm, on your knees.
Let Me use you, let Me use you.
Let Me help with the liberation of your schools.
Let Me rise you upin humility, in love, in My Spirit, and purity.
Now is the time for you to move.
Donot wait for Me to ask you again.
There is no more time tobe wasted.
Now is the time for you to begin.
Watch the arrows of persecution fly by.
See the battles of trials rage in your life
and bow down in thge streams of peace.
For I Am your sustainer and your protector.
Rise for tomorrow is a new day,
and your time has come
to rise those still slumbering
and bring those who are dead into life.
Tonight we ride for the day is coming.
And you, generation of purity,
you will heal in the perfect light.
Do not wait for Him to come.
But rise now that your generation may met Him face to face.
Rise, rise.
And come, follow the way placed before you.
You are truth, you point out every wrong.
But you intrigue and you fascinate.
You do not stand for mild manner integrity,
but strive for holy intimacy.
We are one in the same.
A generation filled with passion.
A fire cool to the touch,
but consuming the world
with the desire the Most High.
Place off these markings of sin you see.
Throw out these doubts and fear which ensnares you.
Pride wishes to entice you.
Lust places traps and snares before you.
You are a target like it or not.
You are the one demons seek to destroy.
You are marked with My love as evidence to all.
For I have marked you with love.
Because this world no longer understands the treasures it hides;
and if they wish not to understand it.
It is passed to the youth.
For they are searching and seeking for love,
and only can you understand the love I have
if you seek with your heart and not your mind.
For your mind will follow your heart.
This generation has been marked.
This generation has been sealed.
This generation has been placed for all to see.
This generation is a target of the enemy.
It is the desire of the enemy to see you fall,
but do not fear or coward away,
for I will protect you.
My only plead is that you'll be weak.
For in your weakness my strenght will be seen.
You are a generation unwilling to be second best.
A generation placed with the desire of perfection.
A generation understanding the heart of worship,
a heart of service, a heart of love, faith, and joy.
The steps placed before you are for each his own.
Each extended with the purpose to glorify Me.
I will not place your foot or in the way which you must go;
for the decision is yours alone to follow Me,
and doubt does not rest in My heart
that their backs will forever turn away
because I chose them.
I chose them as I hung on the cross.
I chose them before they were born.
I chose them while they were drinking.
I chose them while they were smoking.
I chose them while they were lying and deceiving.
I chose him as he lay iin bed with someone who's not meant to be his wife.
I chose her as she forsake her first love for another man.
I chose them in their dishonesty.
I chose them in their shame.
I chose them as I took the nails as consequence for their sins.
Rise up, rise up!
You, generation who strives to be "it".
You, who strive to deny yourselves but are unable.
You, who are humble and unknown bu society.
You, whose pictures line lockers, and your name is known here and there.
You, who have known Me and followed Me always.
I'm calling you.
I'm reaching out to you.
You are the genration of the end times.
You are a generation of prophets and servants.
You are a generation of speakers and actors.
You are a generation of leaders.
And you have been calle dto lead this darkened world;
to lead them from shame and slander and ill minded tempers;
tolead them to truth, to love, tolife, to Me.
Rise up, do not fear!
Stand firm, on your knees.
Let Me use you, let Me use you.
Let Me help with the liberation of your schools.
Let Me rise you upin humility, in love, in My Spirit, and purity.
Now is the time for you to move.
Donot wait for Me to ask you again.
There is no more time tobe wasted.
Now is the time for you to begin.
Watch the arrows of persecution fly by.
See the battles of trials rage in your life
and bow down in thge streams of peace.
For I Am your sustainer and your protector.
Rise for tomorrow is a new day,
and your time has come
to rise those still slumbering
and bring those who are dead into life.
Tonight we ride for the day is coming.
And you, generation of purity,
you will heal in the perfect light.
Do not wait for Him to come.
But rise now that your generation may met Him face to face.
Rise, rise.
And come, follow the way placed before you.
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