MY SONG OF FREEDOM

I once lived a dreary life In a world where I could see no light lost in sin and so alone looking for love and affection Only to receive lies and deception In a moment of despair Your voice said, “I AM here” Like a prisoner set free The chains no longer kept me  Now I […]

An Instrument

I am an instrument

not made of silver or gold.

I am an instrument

not made of wood or brass.

I am an instrument

not for hands to hold and strum.

I am an instrument

not for man to bang or blow.

I am an instrument

with a unique sound of my own.

I am an instrument

with a voice and a tone.

I am an instrument

 like the sun, my worship

does rise.

I am an instrument

to be enjoyed by the Lord.

It suddenly hit me. Revelation. The depths of my praise. The heights of my worship. Not just words but, life. Every note, every sound, every phrase. All of it. My praise and my worship opens the shut doors. My praise and my worship, create windows in the heavens for blessings to pour down. As I surrender my song to Abba, He stands up from His throne. He smiles. He dances over me like the waves dance in the sea. He responds with a song. A song just for me. The Words are not heard but felt like rain upon my face or a kiss on my cheek. He covers me in peace that surpasses all understanding. He answers my questions and calms my fears. His love is unstoppable and unending. forever more I will sing my song of praise. My worship will never stop. I am an instrument to be played for Him.

 

 

Worship Where You Dwell

I am inside a room of thoughts and ideas

where the walls are covered in hues of color

Blues, purples, reds and yellows

I touch and feel the textures of my thoughts

Some, soft and smooth

Others, hard and rough

Ideas are dancing before me

To a tune that seems so familiar

I want to know, I want to see, I want to understand

I browse the room carefully

As the thoughts scream out at me

But I can only make out bits and pieces

A name, a face, a place, a whisper

It’s a puzzle placed before me

He says:

“I Am sorting it out and

Getting it ready.”

“I will begin to put the pieces together.”

So I will patiently wait on You, Lord

I will rejoice in what you’ve shown me

I will be grateful for what you’ve taught me

I will worship, I will dance, I will praise

In this room full of color and texture

In this room full of thoughts and ideas

In this place where You dwell!

 

Everyday Miracles

Everyday Miracles

Why are we so blind?
Why can’t we see the everyday miracles?
They surround us
they touch us
They speak to us
They scream at us
and yet, we don’t see.
Let’s open our eyes and look
Let’s be quiet and listen

Day breaks forth with the light of the sun…..
A miracle!
Birds sing songs of praise……
A miracle!
Clouds let down the mist and the rain….
A miracle!
The Spirit of God touches your face and you awaken….
A miracle!
The air you need is free to breathe……
A miracle!
The beauty of the sky and the sea
A miracle!
The feel of the wind against your face…..
A miracle!
A tender touch, a loving embrace
A miracle!
YOU…….A MIRACLE!