I think it’s about being away from everything I know. Because it’s like all I know is Jesus out here. All the comforts of home are gone and my home is more clearly God and he’s a better home and I can be more bold because of it. And I’m left alone with myself and Him and I know myself again. All the flaws and strengths. And I am secure because the truth is clear and I can accept God’s provision more truthfully because I’m forced to be honest. Truth lights up places I’ve been trying to hide and it’s freedom. TRUE freedom. All facades are destroyed and real beauty surfaces. Man it’s so good. And I see the whole country so the big picture comes into focus and new ideas are generated because I’m living outside the box. I feel so healthy and true and honestly safe. Not safely comfortable. I’m living. I’m alive. I’m burning and it’s so good and strong. It’s me and God and that’s all it ever was or is or will be and I know it and I want it. I want him and myself. I want to be me. And I want to be with Him.
-Text from Bea
Life is a rhythm. There is an order to life. The animals seem to understand this. They seem to know what to do and how to do it.
The plants know this as well. They know when to change their leaves, when to ripen, when to bud, when to sprout.
There have been seasons in my life where I have tapped into the harmony of life. When I feel connected to You. Where I feel You everywhere and I see You in everything. Life is beautiful in those seasons. My mind and heart are brimming with wisdom and love.
But sin is the stick in the spokes. Sin is the wrench in the cog. It's the miss step, it's the off beat.
When I take my eyes from You and Your ways, Sin is my sinking ankle in the sea of Galilee.
I am a very broken man.
I can't seem to get back in step once I fall behind. I run to catch up but the more I try to run the more I seem to fall.
I can't get back into rhythm with You. I messed up. I mess up. No matter how hard I work. No matter how fast I run, I can't get back into rhythm.
Life is about accepting the fact and letting You set us back on the path like a needle on a record.
I think the most frightening times in my life are when I choose to scratch the needle and jump the groove. Why do I do that?
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
-Robert Robinson
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love. I need this shame washed off of me. I need this heart to be bound by Your fetter of goodness to You.
But we must have free will. That is love. Although it is agony for the both of us. Love must be free. One thing I love about You is the very thing that causes all of the agony.
Truth is freedom. TRUE freedom. take down my facades and reveal the ugly me. The true me. Thus making it the most beautiful me. Not because it is strong not because it is aesthetic but because it is real. Because it is me. Flaws, failures and all. The earth isn't beautiful because of it's fake cover. It's beauty is in it's reality.
An elephant is more majestic drinking from the Chobe than a trough in a zoo.
When You rip the covers off we are the safest. When we feel the most vulnerable the most exposed, that is where we find Your safety. It is only when we lose our lives that we save them.
Jeff Anderson - God Lift Up My Head
-Text from Bea
Life is a rhythm. There is an order to life. The animals seem to understand this. They seem to know what to do and how to do it.
The plants know this as well. They know when to change their leaves, when to ripen, when to bud, when to sprout.
There have been seasons in my life where I have tapped into the harmony of life. When I feel connected to You. Where I feel You everywhere and I see You in everything. Life is beautiful in those seasons. My mind and heart are brimming with wisdom and love.
But sin is the stick in the spokes. Sin is the wrench in the cog. It's the miss step, it's the off beat.
When I take my eyes from You and Your ways, Sin is my sinking ankle in the sea of Galilee.
I am a very broken man.
I can't seem to get back in step once I fall behind. I run to catch up but the more I try to run the more I seem to fall.
I can't get back into rhythm with You. I messed up. I mess up. No matter how hard I work. No matter how fast I run, I can't get back into rhythm.
Life is about accepting the fact and letting You set us back on the path like a needle on a record.
I think the most frightening times in my life are when I choose to scratch the needle and jump the groove. Why do I do that?
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
-Robert Robinson
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love. I need this shame washed off of me. I need this heart to be bound by Your fetter of goodness to You.
But we must have free will. That is love. Although it is agony for the both of us. Love must be free. One thing I love about You is the very thing that causes all of the agony.
Truth is freedom. TRUE freedom. take down my facades and reveal the ugly me. The true me. Thus making it the most beautiful me. Not because it is strong not because it is aesthetic but because it is real. Because it is me. Flaws, failures and all. The earth isn't beautiful because of it's fake cover. It's beauty is in it's reality.
An elephant is more majestic drinking from the Chobe than a trough in a zoo.
When You rip the covers off we are the safest. When we feel the most vulnerable the most exposed, that is where we find Your safety. It is only when we lose our lives that we save them.
Jeff Anderson - God Lift Up My Head