He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane
I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight
Of His wind and mercy
The love of God is a heavy thing. So heavy. When I allow myself to truly contemplate the weight of God's love - the sacrifice, the pain and suffering Christ endured, His gift that is free but so many reject and discard...I can't help myself. My eyes mist up. My words catch in my throat. I am overwhelmed by His love.
This weekend, I was a Rise D-Now leader for
FBC Snyder. I had 6th grade girls. NINE 6th grade girls. Nine precious, beloved, eager, challenging 6th grade girls. I was stretched this weekend...in more ways that one. I was refreshed (although exhausted!). I was encouraged. Loved on by my church family. Reminded of my purpose. Blessed to see the Spirit move. Excited to be part of it.
And all of a sudden
I am unaware
Of these afflictions
Eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful You are
And how great Your affections are for me
Today, I am supposed to find out whether or not I have been selected as an intern for Buckner International. My
summer, and quite possibly my life could change with that decision. I thought about that a lot this weekend. You know what? Whatever the outcome, I know what I am supposed to be doing this summer. Loving on kids. Telling them about Jesus. Seeking my Savior. Resting in His love. The love and glory of Christ supersedes whatever plans I might have for myself.
Oh, how He love us, oh
Oh, how He love us
How He love us all
We sang this song this weekend. The band
Words in Windows led us in worship. I feel like this song echoed the heartbeat of what was going on at D-Now...or at least in my heart and among my girls.
We are His portion
And He is our prize
Drawn to redemption
By the grace in His eyes
And if grace is an ocean
We're all sinking
So heaven meets earth
Like an unforeseen kiss
And my heart turns violently
Inside of my chest
I don't have time
To maintain these regrets
When I think about
The way
Our Prize. Redemption. Grace.
The best thing in the world happened. One of my sweet 6th grade girls, Shyann, accepted Christ on Friday night! The Lord was gracious enough to allow me to talk with her, lead her, cry with her, and rejoice with her. What a sweet, sweet gift. She is so eager to read her Bible, ask questions, and go home to tell her little sister about Jesus whom she now knows. Please pray for her as she continues to build her relationship with her Savior. I hope to follow up with her next week.
He loves us
Oh, how He loves us
Oh, how He loves us
Oh how He loves.
Grace and Peace my dear friends. -t