We are jewels in His crown. He is worthy.
we are guests at His banquet. He is worthy.
He chose us.
He’s worthy. Jesus is worthy.
He’s worthy of it all:
my adoration, my respect, my worship,
worthy of ruling all creation.
He is worthy.
To step so low from such a height
to reach the lowest of us,
to connect His heart to ours, He is worthy.
I’m glad to be a jewel in His crown. I’m glad
and hope to be a guest at His wedding feast.
I will be glad to lay my crown
down before Him, for He is worthy.
Your mercy shines through the dark,
It’s light fills the whole world.
I love You Jesus. Thank You for
Your sacrifice and love.
Thank You for conquering death,
thank You for destroying the greatest fear.
Thank You for offering
Life.
He wants to be
chosen.
He wants to be
seen.
He wants to be
picked.
He wants to be our
First priority.
We want to be our partner’s
First priority.
I respect the one who doesn’t
choose me. I
let them go their own way.
Why would God want anything different?
If He knows a different way will lead
to death,
Why would He not warn us?
I scream!
But He did. He gave us that warning
and we are judged by what we know;
by what we have heard We are judged
and what we have written on our hearts, we are judged.
We know.
But we choose not to listen.
I have dealt with spiritual things all my life.
when they know what
buttons to push, they push them
relentlessly and hard.
When the buttons they can push are fewer,
and you are about to break free,
They push them harder
and relentlessly.
I will not give up.
I will not surrender to my flesh.
I will not give up. I am bought for a price.
I know my value, it is beyond what I can conceive.
I will not give up. I will seek
my King. I will pursue the Cross, and the price that was paid for me.
I will not give up, though I fall in the mud and slide back covered in filth.
I learn better the chains that hold me and I see better where they are attached.
I will not give up
to the process.
Hunting corners that cannot find,
around the edges I cannot see,
Scraggly hooks, jagged lines,
some sharp that makes me bleed,
some dull to the touch worn away,
others fresh and painful.
I try to hide,
and find the edges.
I try to hide-
my pain finds me anyway.
It’s a place of power.
Things going into opposite directions tied together.
that place where they are tied,
a place of tension.
It is a place of power and strength
if you let it be-
or it can drive you apart.
The head and the heart: divided.
is tragedy.
The head and the heart: ignited,
is mighty.
The body and the spirit: divided.
is sadness.
The body and the spirit: united.
is joy.
A place of tension– between two things.
this tension is
a Gift.
what would making amends look like or be?
would that be, clarifying the ways
in which addiction impacted my behavior toward them?
(Even though when I disclosed addiction I did not specify that.)
It seems the making direct amends is
trying to be specific with the apology,
and knowing,
and understanding,
and articulating exactly what behaviors
were not good,
and specifying an effort to do better and in what ways improvement shows,
and specifying specific ways that the addiction impacted my behavior.
I’m trying to understand
because there’s a person I know, a coworker, and others I’ve messed around
with in a bedroom sorta way.
And so I’m trying to figure out
God put those people on my heart
to make amends with.
So I’m also trying to figure out how to address that.
Because I do think they think
I’m very much together and have everything figured out and working–
and no.
Nope,
very much NO.
Do you give your children keys to the shiny new
car? No, of course not.
Do you let them play with the
powerful sword? No, of course not.
Do you give them the cards to the expense
account, for the truly expensive and valuable items? No, of course not.
You don’t give that to a five year old.
You teach them with toys.
You build their
skills and their confidence
until you know that they’re ready
for the good things.
The valuable things, the rare things, the expensive things.
I feel like that is this life.
I feel like
we are currently kindergarteners waiting and learning.
Before graduating with a PhD, before going through
more education, getting better
resources and learning how to manage
the little toys we’ve been given.
When we have the little Tonka Trucks and
practice with them really well, take care of them, to see if we can actually manage a car.
It’s not quite the same. But
sometimes I think that’s what heaven will be like.
Having shown what we can actually manage
and our awards based on what we did,
getting keys to the real car, getting
keys to the expensive and valuable and the truly fun things.
Things that you can’t trust to children who are untrained, and
even when they’re trained, they’re
not quite mature enough for it yet. For now,
we aren’t quite ready
the truly Good Things.
getting keys to the expensive and valuable and the truly fun things.
those things belong to the Heir, to the Son.
we are not yet past the Feast of the Lamb.
How I long for that day.
I long for the feast of the Lamb. The Lamb’s Feast
I hope it will be many days. It was
the custom when He was among us, seven days I think for a wedding feast.
You give me the tools
to do the work.
You don’t want me
doing nothing.
you point out the chains.
You gave me the feeling of
what it is to be without them.
But now I need to do the work.
You’ve given me the tools.
Martin Write 