Thursday, July 8, 2010

loved









Velvet black night
Pierced with white
Stars waiting quiet
Wide listening sky

Stillest of air
Light hanging there
Out of despair
Rises a prayer

Can we take in Your light so we can shine like You
with all this weariness?
Can we shine like you with this weariness?

So we are loved
We are loved
And it's quite enough that we are loved
We are loved
We are loved
And it's quite enough that we are loved

If the whole world could feel it
If the whole world could feel it

We could love
We could love
'Cause we are loved

Surrounded in white
Oh, purest bride
No lovelier sight
The Church will rise

Take in Your light
To shine like You
Take this weariness so we can shine like You

We could love
We could love
'Cause we are love

We Are Loved by DC*B

I got his new album today.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

...wha??...


Life continues at a relentless pace. I am constantly shocked at how fast things go.

The summer is already more than half way over. Just two days ago, I was hiking up through the Wilson's Creek Wilderness area with Michael. It was hot, it was sunny where there was no shade, and, gracious me, was it gorgeous. It was his birthday on the fourth, so I felt it only appropriate to see what I could do to make it to his place for his birthday.

Also, I've been reading through my old posts. I started from the beginning, in October of 2008. As I was reading the posts that seem to carry some deeper turmoil, I was trying to figure out just what had happened to make me so emotionally despondent. It was then that I remembered that I had lost a friend to a broken neck in August of '08, so of course I was going to be despondent.

It's amazing to me, and a product of God's amazing grace in my life. There have been times where I look like I have been moving on my own actions. I haven't given my whole thought and being towards pursuing God. It's really very easy to get bogged down in the emotions of the day and time that you are in, and it's easy to forget that our God is completely outside of space and time. And yet through everything, God has reached into my time and place and lifted me to him, showing me grace and mercy beyond measure.

It's a struggle to lift my head above the whirlwind of every day, to glance around me for a brief moment to realize how finite my life is, and to turn and face the God who created me, the God who loves me, the God who has adopted me and called me as his person. By God's grace, I've gotten better at this, but I still have a very long ways to go. O, the blog posts to come.