one thing

He alone is good

what did i do to deserve such grace? such love? such provision?  who am i that the king would take notice of me?  i am in awe.  how can i describe with words...they carry such little weight, can be thrown around with such little care. 

music, movement, these convey so much more than words ever could, but unfortunately it's not socially acceptable to dance in the streets.  if only we all spoke through movement rather than words.  what beauty would there be in the world if everyone were free to express their emotions through movement? whether that be excitement, love, happiness, sadness, depression, boredom...and the list goes on.  My heart is overwhelmed, my soul is overflowing.  I want to show Christ's love and live in His light.  He is the strong tower, my comforter and my provider.  THANK YOU LORD!

In Battle

When you're in a battle you're always aware of your surroundings, looking around to see what may be lurking around the corner. But He says "I will prepare a table before you, in the presence of your enemies".  I feel vulnerable, uncovered...but He has the armor I need.  It is His truth that girds my waist, His righteousness that is my breastplate, his salvation which guards my mind from lies and manipulation, his good news of peace that I walk in, his faithfulness that I can depend on to shield me from the fiery darts of the enemy, and his Word which is my sword.  I am weak, but that is where God wants me to be.  In this weakness I can know the authority I carry comes not from myself but from the blood that was shed on my behalf.  "Take up your armor, take up your sword," He says.  "For this battle is not against flesh and blood but against the principalities and powers thirsting for your soul." 

breaking the ice

I haven't written on here in a very long time...just wanted to break the ice so i could feel comfortable enough to write here again.  I have so much i want to say, and some cool, weird dreams to record.  I'll get some time this weekend or next to do that :)

But for now...

 I can feel him inviting me in, holding out his hand swaying to the heartbeat of creation.  May my every move glorify and worship you my maker!

Freedom and victory come in the dance.

Every part of me that wars for my attention falls silent before the Lord, my God, my maker.  That thought has been stuck in my head for a long time but I don't know why.  It's that part about every part of me warring inside of me.  I feel like that's how I've been feeling recently.  But I don't want that anymore.  I desire God's peace.  I want to know that my life is in his hands.  I need to remember that he knows the path I am walking on and he knows the bumps along the road and he places them there to teach me lessons.  I know that I have grown up so much just in the past few months.  There have been some pretty hard lessons to learn, but ultimately good.  Like the lesson that I am never alone. God has been teaching me to see his hand in my life even when I feel lonely and misunderstood.  He's teaching me to rely on him instead of other people.  And I've learned that I can.  I can rely on his comfort, his wisdom, his love when everyone else has abandoned me.  It's real.  It's not some figment of my imagination.  It's the realest thing I've ever felt.  I thought I was truly loved by my ex-boyfriend but that pales in comparison to God's love for me and his understanding.  Speaking of the ex-boyfriend, I realized tonight that there are a lot of things I need to apologize for in that relationship.  Hmm...I don't really know how I'm going to do that.  I guess I should pray about it.  Anyways, I guess this is kind of personal stuff to be posting online, but I don't think anyone really reads this (except maybe one or two people).  So yeah.  I don't know what else to say so I'll stop there.  Good night.