I love sounds!
The trickle of water , the patter of little feet, the giggle of excited teenage girls, a melody, a harmony or that chord that resonates with you in the middle of a song.
Sounds are not always pleasant though! There is the thud of your heart when you receive a distress call from a loved one or the scream of grief or the deafening silence of a stillborn child.
I love a particular sound , the sound of nails pounding above the din of a bloodthirsty crowd, piercing into the hands and feet of a Man who changed the world,my world forever.
The sound of redemption!
The sound of grace!
The sound of hope!
The sound of freedom!
Change the settings of your sound. Tune your ears to a world of wisdom.
He who has an ear, let him hear!
The sounds of ancient words
I am with you always!
The sound of reassurance!
I will ñever leave you nor forsake you.
The sound of victory!
You have overcome by the blood of the Lamb.
The sound of pure passionate love!
I have called you by name and you are mine.
Listen to the sound, follow the rhythm, dance to the beat of the sound of heaven.
“How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
in a believer’s ear
it soothes his sorrows
Heals his wounds and drives away his fears”
l have got to go back!
It’s been a while! Everything seems the same or maybe it’s just me who’s changed.
The path is just as I remember- turfs of grass and all. I have a feeling that if I look closely I would see the imprint of my feet here.
My heart beats with anticipation, there is almost a desperate yearning in my heart. I hear my heart thud with every step. “Please let it be there”, I pray quietly as I hurry along, half running, half walking…
watching. This time I run and I don’t stop till I get to Him.
I am home again. He kisses my face and wipes my eyes. My heart blooms drinking in His ĺove like water on parched ground. I needed living water so I went back to the well, the place where we first met.
He is the Potter
He is Living Water
He is more than enough
So pour yourself in me.
You are all I need.
Find your well
Get back to Him
He is waiting
He waited for me and I am loved.
I am in a bind, heart and mind bind. A quandary of sorts. There is a tussle and clarity is needed on all fronts. Am I giving my very best? Am I being the me he deserves to be with or am I holding back. Thoughts flit in and out, I am very afraid I will not fit in with his picture. God knows, I have never fit in with anything or anyone for that matter, except of course with you.
My big and impossible dreams, you accommodate. You made me like this, so even if I am blamed as a misfit, at least I can point to you who created me in your image and likeness. I refuse to settle for less than your best. I have embraced mightiness; I know how big and wide you are.
I have danced with creator. I have experienced mercy in incredible dimensions. So forgive me if I can’t handle love on a small scale. It has to be bigger than me, than us. It has to be like what I have received,a love everlasting. S forever kind of love.
So, to whom it may concern, my heart has been seared by a love that is limitless and knows no boundaries. A big kind of love. I’m sorry I couldn’t stay but it just didn’t feel like the love I am used to The love that’s patient, kind, not self seeking,always, believing,hoping. The trusting type of love. The type of love that goes to the cross first before asking if I would follow Him. I’m sorry, but how do you walk away from a love like that?
I am a misfit! Yes I know, but I fit in the palms of His hands. I’m the apple of His eyes. I am redeemed! I can dance. I am free.
Thank you for love so amazing, so divine. I’m not there yet but I will never forget your sacrifice.
Thank you for giving me all.