As an introvert, a woman, an enneagram 4, and a human, it is very important to me that I am seen and known. I wrote this song during a time where I didn’t feel like I was either of those things. I didn’t feel like I knew God or myself, and I felt like He had left me to figure everything out on my own. I felt scared, confused, and abandoned. The first verse and chorus show how I was struggling to understand if I was hearing God’s voice, and wondering if I was just hearing my own. I knew He promised that when I sought Him, I would hear Him, but I didn’t feel like it was true. The second verse and chorus show my commitment to lay down my life and follow Him no matter what, because even if I knew nothing else, I knew that He was (and is) worthy. The last chorus shows how I decided to trust Him even when I didn’t have all the answers. I declared, even when I didn’t feel like it, that I would rest in the One who would guide me and keep me safe. Click here to listen or scroll down to read the lyrics. El Roi – The God Who Sees Me
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Tears are rain- Sometimes they follow cumulonimbus clouds of grief, Other times they fall from an empty sky, Some even shine through the warmth of the sun; But one thing I know: Tears let the flowers grow. I know the heavens cracked open and the floodwaters came- They ravaged your spaces of security, They took your homes away; They left behind an empty space. But they also left room for something new. Somewhere there is a seed. Somewhere along the line, it was planted within you. Do not stifle its growth by calming the storm. If the forecast demands rain, Let it come. And then let it pass. (because it will) (I promise) The ground was tilled around you. The seed was planted within you. And your tears are necessary for the process. Don’t let the pain drown you. Instead- Breathe. Have faith. And know: There is healing in the waiting. Click here to read the devotional version. Who is Jesus?
Jesus cries with me. He holds my hand on the days when my soul earthquakes with fear, and leads me gently to an oasis of peace instead. He gives me confidence and courage to stand in impossible situations and walk on narrow paths. Jesus makes me laugh. He is vibrant and kind; a master of irony, and every day with Him is an adventure. Daily He sets a new standard for absolute insanity, but in His love I find a new–and better–reality. Jesus is intentional and purposeful and sometimes slower than I’d like Him to be, but He is always on time. Jesus is the most genuine person I know. He is pure joy and I lose the ability to fear when I come into contact with His smile. He radiates without saying a word. When He laughs, the heart of the Father is poured out for me and I cannot help but join in. His eyes are an ocean of concern when I am broken, but one glance from Him and I am whole again. His affections are redemptive and His cares are incessant. He is constant. Never-changing. Never-ending. Unrelenting, but patient. Unable to be restrained, and yet so gentle. In Him, my yearning meets it meaning, my pining its purpose, and my life its One True Love. Jesus is gentle and patient and kind. He walks with me on this journey, and when we reach life’s inevitable crossroads, he often extends his arm towards me and says with a smile: “You choose.” Jesus makes me better. He makes me brighter. He makes me happier. He is everywhere and I am learning to be aware. He cares for me in an indescribable way, and I am completely captivated by Him. In the windswept yesterdays, and the stormy tomorrows, I committed to taking an oar, and paddling far away. I had my broken compass of a heart set for shore, but You made North the center of the lake. The exact in-between, The middle of the mystery. Past murky waters- and waves so choppy I couldn’t see myself, You brought me to rest in Your still-water heart. The wind feels lighter here. I can breathe deep, wide, soul-restoring breaths. I can see so much further, I can finally hear clearly. You were found beneath the heavens; in the middle of the lake. And in a moment of peace unadulterated, You whispered to me: “My beloved, with the wild eyes and heart set for adventure, I am the wind you were created to ride on. I am the light in the sunrise; the dawn of the day that in all-knowing passion, I created for you. I am the color in the sunset; the beauty to redefine your dreams as you sleep. I am the wake behind your boat. I am the sun-flecked waves. I am the trip for you to traverse. I am in the journey, and with you as you make it, because I made it just for you.” So when the boat begins to rock, and the wind howls something fierce, I know that it is You; cradling me softly to sleep; to rest while you sing me a storm-weathered lullaby. When the waves arabesque for the clouds, and crash to catch their breath before rising once again, I know that this too is You, dancing to the beat of the hurricane You created. First Love,
recapture my heart. Switch the sails and become my North again. |
CreativityI believe that we were all created for creativity. Whether this creativity is manifested through art, music, childrearing, problem-solving, or birdhouse-building: mankind was made to create. Our creations reflect the nature of our Creator and connect us to Him. I love to reflect and connect to Him through poetry, music, and art. ArchivesCategories |