my heart….written down.
shaking, shivering, slipping away
going with daddy, flying away
journey through the walls of time
songs of old….songs of mine
smiling, singing, shining light
lay down with daddy, rest tonight
running through this heart of mine
sins of old…..before my time
release, restore, refresh
this spirit covered by flesh
when your spirit and mine collide, theres nowhere to hide.
you keep calling me up, pulling me up, just to take me to the edge
I’m gonna let myself fall….its my name you call
gonna let myself fall.
Here is the deal….my friend calls me up and says “JESUS IS HERE!” So what do I do ? Easy, I start making plans to go. I will follow him around like in the days of old, I don’t think its crazy….He IS THE GREAT I AM. If his presence is somewhere, I want to be there too.
LUNATIC
I wonder if he knows I’m following him, walking as fast as I can
toward him, away from this sin.
Can he sense my presence in the camp, can he see the glow from my lamp ?
I’ve been waiting patiently, how long now until he sees me ?
My King, He is beautiful….. His face is peace, his words sustain
long after darkness fall, the light remains
It comes from within him, some place my eyes can’t see
How long now GOD, until he looks at me ?
She’s got an innocent face, it never shows a trace of whats hidden behind blue eyes….her brokeness, her lonely crimes.
In her heart, she knows, she can’t go on this way, she won’t last another day
with out His love. And so she reaches out……
His love, his sweet ,sweet love, his touch, his arms to hold her
the truth that unfolds her.
She lays down at his feet, he never scolds her, finally she HEARS what he’s told her
how he makes her spirit new , every day her spirits new.
His love, his sweet ,sweet love
His touch, his arms holding, his truth is unfolding
And we sing….Let the broken be mended
let the darkness see the light
let the broken be mended
with the love of Jesus Christ….the love of Christ
How hard is it to be a daughter, when you’ve never really known a father ? How weird is it to lift your arms up to your heavenly father, when you were never lifted up as a child ?
Can we learn to become daughters, to look up expectantly at the father we adore ? I hope so. I am trying. I am watching the way my daughters look at my husband. The way they trust him, are amused by him, carried by him, the way they ….love him.
you saw me in my darkness, like a child you lifted me
came to me in my prison, with your love, you set me free
You gave your life so willingly….what kind of love is this ?
Here is what I know, love is not flat or smooth like a river stone…its ragged, jagged,and multi-faceted, like a diamond.
Almost always, when I write a song, its the Lord speaking directly to my heart, or a reflection of the way I feel for him. Its never as smooth and beautiful and flowing as I would like. However, it is true and raw and real. Its how I feel.
My love is a dagger, my love is a dancer
my love is a battle, and my love is a song
tell me you’re coming, say it won’t be long
I want to give you all of me, all that I have inside
Here is my heart its jagged but true
Here is my heart,its beautifully broken before you
hey my baby, I know I’m crazy-
I’m wound tighter than a string on this guitar
I’m a loose cannon, a stray bullet in the night headed straight for your car
sometimes I lose my mind and start a fight, and there you are to say “it’ll be alright ”
I love you, see you tonight
I want a new day so bad that I can taste it. A new chapter. Does that sound crazy ? When every day is new ?I am talking nonsense, but my heart knows what I mean. Maybe its Easter, it is stirring deep inside me this year, as if its new. A new thing.
waited my whole life for a love that would be true
didn’t know I was looking for you
you waited your whole life to die for the truth,
to become the living proof…my heart be still
prophecy fulfilled,your love revealed
Its been a good weekend, did nothing, hung out with the kids. Its exactly what I needed, except for the fact that I watched the food network and got myself all revved up about cooking lots of fabulous food that my kids won’t eat !
On a different subject, do you ever think about the songs we sing to the Lord ? The words, I mean ? Suppose I say “break my heart GOD ” Am I prepared for him to do it ?I have said to him to help me die to myself, I’ve said it over and over….He’s doing it. He has put me in a position with Isaiah (6 yrs) where I can only die to myself, lay down my pride and ask for help. Dying to myself does not really feel good, and it really doesn’t look good to the outside world either. But I trust Jesus, and his love for me.
I know what you see in me, you can’t look away
you’re drawn to the carnage, more every day
This flesh is falling, His voice is calling
this thing that makes you stare, and I don’t even care
A dying woman, a soul thats laid bare
don’t mind me, I’m just dying to be free
Dying to myself, dying to this world
Don’t mind me, I’m just dying to be free
HEY ! Look at me, I’m dying to be free !
we have been talking about the kingdom at church, it has been a wonderful series with lots of truth to fill up my belly. What I know is that God has been trying to get me to see how I can live in the kingdom RIGHT NOW. During the chaos, during cold and flu season, during date night with my husband and fights with my teenage daughter. I can live in the kingdom right now, because the kingdom lives in me. The kingdom lives in me !!Yipee !
Let your kingdom come
let your mercy fall
And your will be done on earth
Let your kingdom come
let your mercy fall
and your will be done on earth
Let your name ring out
from every man and child
And your will be done on earth
And when the chosen few have their eyes on you
your glory will go forth, your glory will go forth
Now we’re singing, we’re dancing, the drums are alive
show your face, breathe on us, on your wings we’ll ride
Let your kingdom come, your mercy fall
and your will be done on earth
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