Saturday, January 19, 2013

Of Beauty and G-d's Glory

Sitting outside, in the cool of the evening, my soul is revived.

I watch in awe as the fading sun paints the Western horizon a firey orange; while the surrounding horizons reflect that glory in soft hues of pink. The faint but steady bird-song is a symphony of beauty that stirs my heart. A squirrel chatters away at the top of a hollowed out tree, and a tomcat hobbles through the yard. The gentle breeze lightly caresses my face, and the cool air refreshes my lungs. The joyous sounds of children playing fills the night sky, as cars whiz by.

There is so much beauty to behold; all around us, at every moment. Even in the "barrenness" of winter, there is beauty. The beauty and intricacy of nature beckons us to ponder the beauty and intricacy of our Creator. It whispers of the glory and majesty of G-d. Beauty calls to us to stop and enjoy, even for a moment. "Stop rushing and striving and just be. Be still, and know that I am G-d. Look upon me. I want to be known by you. I want to share in this life with you. I will give you rest."

I wonder what it would have been like to literally walk with G-d in the cool of the day -like Adam and Eve did before the fall. This is what we were created for. To know this G-d who loves us more than we could ever imagine; to walk with Him in intimate fellowship; to behold His beauty and be undone in His presence. I cannot fathom the glory of this- the priviledge. And yet, as sons and daughters, this is our destiny.

I want to know this Man who is Beauty and Love; who came to rescue me from my captivity; who gave His life for me and continues to fight for the restoration of my heart. He is my Warrior, my King, my Deliverer, and the One my heart longs for. He is compassionate, slow to anger, and rich in love.

My soul sings. My soul sings. My soul sings. How I love You!
Oh G-d let me love You more. Let me see Your beauty and find healing in Your presence. You are worthy. Thank you for revealing Your beauty and glory to us in even the little details of every day life. Amen.

Monday, January 14, 2013

A Story of Freedom from the Prisons of Fear

*I want to tell you a little story.  G-d has been revealing truth to me in so many ways, shining light on the areas where I used to be held captive in chains.  I pray that G-d would use this portion of my story to bring revelation and freedom to your own story.  There is always Hope.  Abba G-d is waiting for you to come to Him, for He is a gentleman and will not force Himself on you, uninvited.  He loves you, and wants to restore unto you all that has been lost, and give you abundant life.  Amen.*


   Not so very long ago, there was a girl, who, upon meeting, you might have thought was quite shy and reserved.  She was quiet and uncertain with new people and old aquaintences, alike.  However, there was another side to her which she desperately wanted to share with the world, and yet kept hidden and "protected," for fear of being rejected...again.
  
   Fear had been her constant companion for as long as she could remember.  She wasn't sure when, exactly, it had crept in, but it was always there; sometimes behind, sometimes beside her and sometimes in front...like a shadow.
  
   As a toddler, she was afraid of being left alone.  As a child, she feared not being enough and not having friends.  As a teenager, she feared failing and being seen.  As a young adult, she was afraid of making the "wrong" decisions or being forced into something she didn't want.
  
   She lived her life motivated by fear.  She was plagued by nightmares, orginating from fear.  She excelled in school out of fear of being a disappointment or letting herself down.  She kept silent when others were mistreated or belittled, for fear of the attention being turned on her.  She didn't take risks or step out in things she may have wanted to be a part of, because she feared not succeeding or, worse, being humiliated and rejected, yet again, by her peers.
  
   Fear especially impacted her relationship with G-d.  She was afraid that if she didn't go to church, He would be disappointed in her.  She was afraid that if she wasn't the "perfect" Christian girl, He would be angry with her and she might end up cast away from His presence.
  
   So much of her life was motivated by fear; fear of rejection, fear of failure, fear of being a disappointment, fear that she wasn't good enough, etc.  She was defined by it.  Fear engulfed and smothered her until she often felt she could not breathe.
  
   Growing up, school was a lonely and painful place.  She just wanted friends, but never tasted true friendship.  In her experience, friendship was never a completely safe place; for the fear of betrayal was a constant reality.  She desperately yearned to be known and loved.  She wanted to share love with others, but after being rejected and labeled as an outcast time and again, growing up, she had built walls around her heart to protect her true self.

   So, when you met her and thought her to be too shy or possibly arrogant, it was only because she had grown so accustomed to rejection and fear, she didn't know what true friendship and love looked like.  She didn't know who or even how to trust.  But, if you were willing to take a second look and pursue her heart, even a little bit, you would be suprised at how her tightly clenched petals would blossom into a cheerful and beautiful flower.
  
   After highschool, she felt called to east Texas to attend the Honor Academy and spend a year pursuing G-d and His plan for her life.  She had met Yeshua a few years earlier, at an Aquire the Fire.  She had grown up going to church and hearing about Him, but it had all been about religion and shallow knowledge.  Still, good seeds had been planted; however, G-d had always seemed distant, stern and someone not to make angry.

   Now, though, she knew that He loved her and had a purpose for her life.  She knew He was good, compassionate, slow to anger, and abounding in love.  Yeshua had been the only Rock to cling to, and Lighthouse to guide her safely through the storms of adolescence.  He had become more to her than religion or a stern judge; though the Father aspect of G-d and His love for her remained an incomprehensible mystery to her.

   For, apart from a few people in her family, she did not know what unconditional love felt like.  It was one thing to know you were loved, but how did that look/feel/sound like and change you at the end of the day?  She could not wrap her mind around such a love that was good, safe, transformational, and all-consuming.  She was afraid to let someone that close, though she it was what she craved.
  
   In Texas, she began to encounter the love of G-d, and people who reached out to her in love.  G-d, through these new companions, called her "beautiful," "friend," "royalty," "daughter," "beloved," and "loved."  He used people to continuously speak the truth over her until she began to believe it, and finally began to recognize the lies she had agreed with all her life.
  
   She learned and grew SO much in that year and eight months spent in Texas.  Yeshua had called her "Royalty" and "Awakened" her heart to love, and the reality of His desire for her.  She was no longer desolate.  She no longer had a reason to fear.  She was no longer condemned.  She was no longer an orphan.  She was free to love and be loved.
  
   Well, years passed and she found herself wandering through a vast and dry desert.  She was faint with thirst, at times, and would lose sight of Hope.  She clung to the promises of G-d, though she could hardly feel His nearness.  She began to doubt and opened the door, unaware, for fear to re-enter her heart.
  
   She began to rebuild the walls around her heart, though not as high or thick; for this time she had friends to walk beside her, and the Word of G-d whispering truth, in her deepest places, that would chip away at her defenses.  Sometimes, she would sit in Yeshua's presence, worship, and weep as He broke down the walls she tried to build, stone by stone.  Other times, she would try and run from Him, afraid of the calling He had spoken over her and what it would cost.  She wanted to surrender everything, but fear so often kept her chained to the ground.
  
   Fear, yet again, became her prison, but this time, she could see that the door was wide open; her freedom had been purchased.  She heard the voice of the Deliverer call to her, but sometimes fear felt safer than freedom.  It was familiar and she knew what to expect.  She always yearned to fly away, yet stayed grounded.

   Finally, the prison had become so small and tight that she could no longer turn around or breathe.  She couldn't take it anymore, and began to contend for her freedom.  She cried out to Yeshua, again, and He came for her.  He rescued her from the crumbling prison and broke off the chains of fear that had kept her from Love.
  
   She was FREE and worshipped the One who had freed her from those chains.  He reminded her of her identity as His daughter; His princess.  She was overjoyed in His presence and in awe of His love.  He showed her that He had always been there.  Yeshua knew every tear that had fallen, and felt every arrow of pain that had pierced her heart.  He SAW her and loved her anyway.  He pursued her with His love, even when she tried to run away.  He was always beside her, waiting for her to come into His open arms of love.  He had never once left her or forsaken her.
 
   For the first time in her life, she began to experience the tangible love of G-d in a way she had never been able to, before.  It engulfed her, like a safe and tender embrace.  She was ready to surrender everything.  She was no longer afraid to be seen or truly loved by Father G-d.  He was the only one worthy.  He was safe and she finally trusted Him above all else.

   She was finally ready to walk out in the calling she had been given all those years ago; to be a voice for the voiceless and to care for the orphan and widow in their time of distress.  She was willing to lay it all down, for Yeshua's love was stronger than death, perfect, and to be trusted; and perfect love cast out fear.
  
   She began to realize the battle she was in, and the need to stay close to the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.  She recognized the patterns of destructive thought, became aware when the spirit of fear tried to attack and gain access to her heart, and learned how to fight against it.  She broke her agreements with fear and rejection, and began to walk in her identity and authority as a daughter of the Most High King.
 
   She had walked in these realities in the past, but had never really let go of the fear that so easily entangles.  So, she would be rescued, and walk right back into that prison of fear, again.  But this time, she was no longer willing to go back there, and realized that she would have to contend for her freedom, daily.  She also began to understand that the best way to do that was to seek the heart and presence of King Yeshua; and that worship/intercession were, both, the keys to enter His courts and the weapons to wage war against the Darkness.

   And so, this girl who used to be held silent in fear, had finally found her voice.  Fear no longer controlled her.  She knew she had a story to tell, and love, as well as healing, to share with hurting hearts.  She was free and she was loved.  She had found the One whom her soul longed for, and knew that He alone could satisfy the desires of her heart.  The opinions and approval of mere men no longer mattered, as much, in comparison with the truth of how Father G-d loved her.  For, if G-d is for us, who can be against us?!  

   So, if you see this girl, and think that maybe she is too shy or reserved; it is only because she is still learning to use her voice that had been silenced by fear all those years; she is still learning spread her wings and fly.  She is learning to trust, again, and is learning to be vulnerable, when needed.  If you will stop and really look, you will see a blossoming flower; beauty for ashes, strength for tears and and garment of joy for heaviness.  To G-d be the glory, great things He has done!



  "16And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.
God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them.17This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus.18There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.
19We love because he first loved us." (1 John 4:16-19)

"1The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me,
because the Lord has anointed me
to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners,
2to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor." (Isaiah 61:1-2a)

Monday, August 20, 2012

Tabernacles

Colorful silk blillows gracefully in the air.
Dancers move with grace and poise.
Every movement and expression speaks of worship to G-d Most High.

My heart yearns to dance before my King. Tabernacles is my favorite thing.

Not sure why, but I can't stop rhyming. My thoughts have been coming in verse today. The only way to make any sense of the chaos of my heart just now.

Anyway, Feast of Tabernacles is my favorite season. A major celebration; worship to the King of Ages.
The dancers have become my family. Bound together with cords of love that cannot be broken. I miss them already. and I haven't even left yet!
I'm heart broken that I cannot participate this year or even sit in the audience.
The last two years of doing this has changed my life. I've been ruined for the ordinary. I NEED to dance!
This is where I belong; with these people, Feast of Tabernacles, dancing unto ADONAI.
But I'm moving to Kansas.... Oh, G-d, what is your plan for me in this??

Journal

Smooth blank pages long rejected.
Ink that used to ebb and flow.
Thoughts that bid me to record them.
In the secrecy of solitude.
An art I used to take for granted.
It's time to dust off the cobwebs.
My journal beckons me.

Grant me Peace

Things aren't always as they seem.
Disappointed hopes and dreams.
New beginnings.
G-d's saving grace.
Hard to leave this time and place.
By His strength I will prevail.
He will keep me in perfect peace.
Safe in the arms of the One
Whose love will never let me go.
.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

I Like to Sing

This song was on replay in my head last night.

"Awaken my heart,
awaken my soul.
Awaken your power
and take control.
Awaken the passion
to live for you, LORD.
Awaken me."
-Awaken by Natalie Grant

And this song has been perpetually on my heart, just beneath the surface. It's always one of the first to come to mind.

"I want something real, something raw
Not tainted, jaded by this world.
Cause I’m scared, really scared that something’s going down,
And the life that I’ve been clinging to won’t make it
Won’t make it through the storm.
I’ve been shaken deep inside, although my skin may well hide it.
My possessions won’t save me; my beauty means nothing in eternity.
This world’s been sleepwalking off a cliff, but my eyes have been opened
My eyes have been opened to this pleasurable exterior, it’s only skin deep
And it’s terror, it’s terror that lies underneath.
So wake up, wake up, O my soul
It’s a new revelation; wake up, wake up, O my soul
Where is your eternal destination? Wake up, wake up, O my soul
(Turn from your path of destruction; wake up, wake up, O my soul)
It’s a new revelation; wake up, wake up, O my soul
The time has come to turn, to turn, to turn to the Lord your God."
-Sleepwalking by Laura Hackett

Wake me up. Wake me up. I don't want to be sleeping when you're coming. Wake me up. Wake me up. I don't want to be lying down in the final hour. Wake me up.

My heart will sing no other name- Yeshua, Yeshua!

Sing sing sing and make music with the heavens.

Baruch ata ADONAI Eloheinu Melech HaOlam.

Our G-d is greater, our G-d is stronger. G-d, you are higher than any other. Our G-d is healer, awesome in power. Our G-d, our G-d.

Kadosh, Kadosh, Kadosh

Never once did we ever walk alone.
Never once did you leave us on our own.
You are faithful, G-d,
You are faithful.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

In love

I'm in love
From the moment that I saw your face
I'm in love
You never turn away your gaze
I'm in love
Now the reason for the rest of my days is to love you
I will love you.