your love oh lord
reaches to the heavens
your faithfulness
stretches to the sky…
your righteousness
is like the mighty mountainsyour justice flows
like the ocean's tide…
Original post written: May 16, 2008reaches to the heavens
your faithfulness
stretches to the sky…
your righteousness
is like the mighty mountainsyour justice flows
like the ocean's tide…
This song was playing as I was driving through campus over lunch today to run errands and my eyes filled with tears.
You have blessed me beyond measure. With a life more beautiful and fuller than I’d ever imagine. You’re leading me to the dream, the calling you’ve placed over my life since before I was conceived, you’re fulfilling the desires of my heart.
The other day at work one of the ladies here in the Med. School asked me where I was going in my life, you’re going somewhere, Mazvita she said.
I told her in a couple sentences and then realized that was an answer to prayer, I’ve been asking God to help me communicate the vision as clearly as I can possibly understand it right now. It will change, it will constantly evolve, but the underlying calling will not.
I want to plant churches and women’s shelters here and abroad, I want to be a part of what God’s doing to restore beauty out of brokenness and devastation. I’ve seen this at work in these two places and have come to realize that one cannot exist without the other. There is no healing or true recovery apart from Christ, this happens in both places, Christ uses people to go, touch and love the hurting around us and allow them to come into relationship with only One who can truly save.
Two years ago today I graduated and had an inkling but wasn’t sure of what you wanted me to do…
As I was looking back at pictures I thought, yup, this is the life He has given me, this is my life in Christ. And sometimes I cannot believe it is real.
Fall to the ground and die.
My life is no longer my own, yet the sacrifice required in making that realization compared with the joys and reassurance and peace, cannot be compared.
Lord, thank you. Thank you for the privilege of serving you here. Thank you for the lives you brought into my life, that you used me to take part in what you were already doing in their lives. That you have called me to this specific work
To serve you with joy, my king.
He knows that doing his work will keep me humble. Because I cannot do it on my own. I cannot do it without surrendering my will to h is each day and asking for his power to flow through me. Because I cannot rely on myself, my skillset or my own abilities, everything has to come from him, and it is more beautiful that way. My life is his, and he is mine. Thank you for the blessings, thank you for the life you’ve given me in you, in your body of Christ, thank you for touching my life and making it that which I never imagined. Thank you for rescuing me and pulling me out of the miry depths of despair. Of depression. Of wasting away. Of staggering towards my death. Of hopelessness. Of chaos. Of pain.
Thank you for raising me up to new life in you. The old has gone, the new has come.
I’m ready for our next adventure and I’m clinging to you and your promises you've spoken to me, from the time when I first cried out to you years ago, to now…
Never will I leave you
Never will I forsake you
I will be with you
I am mighty to save.
i will lift my voice to worship You, my king I will find my strengthin the shadow of your wings
“I will extol the Lord at all times, his praise will always be on my lips. My soul will boast in the Lord; let the afflicted hear and rejoice. Glorify the Lord with me, Let us exalt his name together. I sought the Lord and he answered me; He delivered me from all my fears.” Psalm 34:1-4
You have blessed me beyond measure. With a life more beautiful and fuller than I’d ever imagine. You’re leading me to the dream, the calling you’ve placed over my life since before I was conceived, you’re fulfilling the desires of my heart.
The other day at work one of the ladies here in the Med. School asked me where I was going in my life, you’re going somewhere, Mazvita she said.
I told her in a couple sentences and then realized that was an answer to prayer, I’ve been asking God to help me communicate the vision as clearly as I can possibly understand it right now. It will change, it will constantly evolve, but the underlying calling will not.
I want to plant churches and women’s shelters here and abroad, I want to be a part of what God’s doing to restore beauty out of brokenness and devastation. I’ve seen this at work in these two places and have come to realize that one cannot exist without the other. There is no healing or true recovery apart from Christ, this happens in both places, Christ uses people to go, touch and love the hurting around us and allow them to come into relationship with only One who can truly save.
Two years ago today I graduated and had an inkling but wasn’t sure of what you wanted me to do…
As I was looking back at pictures I thought, yup, this is the life He has given me, this is my life in Christ. And sometimes I cannot believe it is real.
Fall to the ground and die.
My life is no longer my own, yet the sacrifice required in making that realization compared with the joys and reassurance and peace, cannot be compared.
Lord, thank you. Thank you for the privilege of serving you here. Thank you for the lives you brought into my life, that you used me to take part in what you were already doing in their lives. That you have called me to this specific work
To serve you with joy, my king.
He knows that doing his work will keep me humble. Because I cannot do it on my own. I cannot do it without surrendering my will to h is each day and asking for his power to flow through me. Because I cannot rely on myself, my skillset or my own abilities, everything has to come from him, and it is more beautiful that way. My life is his, and he is mine. Thank you for the blessings, thank you for the life you’ve given me in you, in your body of Christ, thank you for touching my life and making it that which I never imagined. Thank you for rescuing me and pulling me out of the miry depths of despair. Of depression. Of wasting away. Of staggering towards my death. Of hopelessness. Of chaos. Of pain.
Thank you for raising me up to new life in you. The old has gone, the new has come.
I’m ready for our next adventure and I’m clinging to you and your promises you've spoken to me, from the time when I first cried out to you years ago, to now…
Never will I leave you
Never will I forsake you
I will be with you
I am mighty to save.
i will lift my voice to worship You, my king I will find my strengthin the shadow of your wings
“I will extol the Lord at all times, his praise will always be on my lips. My soul will boast in the Lord; let the afflicted hear and rejoice. Glorify the Lord with me, Let us exalt his name together. I sought the Lord and he answered me; He delivered me from all my fears.” Psalm 34:1-4
No comments:
Post a Comment