listen to my prayer.
From the ends of the earth I call to you,
I call as my heart grows faint;
lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
For you have been my refuge,
a strong tower against the foe.
I long to dwell in your tent forever
and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.
Psalm 61:1-4
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Surely you desire truth in the inner parts;
You teach me wisdom in the inmost place.
Psalm 51:17
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Still my heart is so heavy. What is this? What is all this sadness and mourning for?
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Jesus asks,
"Who do people say I am?"
"Who do you say I am?"
If Jesus is Lord and Messiah - for REAL - shouldn't it change everything?
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This is what He has been saying to me: I am not condemned - I am not defined by the worst of me. He has always known me, and known what He would do with me. In the same place where I was given over to prostitution, He calls me the pure, beloved Bride of Christ. In the very place where He should have called me "discarded and rejected in disgust", He calls me "Hephzibah" - "my delight is in her".
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He has made everything beautiful in its time.
Ecclesiastes 3:11
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When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them.
Luke 7:37-38
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"Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like You have loved me
Break my heart for what breaks Yours
Everything I am for Your Kingdom's cause
As I walk from earth into eternity"
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Oh Lord, teach me to live: every moment in the grace that You so generously give.
I don't want to look back.
I don't want to be away from You for a single moment.
My heart and flesh cry out for You, the Living God.
Satisfy me Lord.
May I be satisfied to be Yours.
Let my life be a fragrant offering to You,
like Mary's jar of perfume.
Let every moment...be an offering to You God.
I don't want to wait until I grow up, to give You everything.
I don't want to wait until I become someone different.
With who I am now Lord, I want to worship You somehow.
Oh Lord,
You've given me this 'worship' ministry to look after
And yet I have barely scratched the surface of what it means to worship You.
The meaning of this word seems so shrouded by our own religious connotations that it sometimes it seems a bit hollow.
Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God!
How unsearchable His judgements,
and His paths beyond tracing out!
Who has known the mind of the Lord?
Or who has been His counselor?
Who has ever given to God
that God should repay Him?
For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things.
To Him be the glory forever! Amen.
Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God - this is your spiritual act of worship. - Romans 12:1
Oh Lord,
Expand my heart!!!
OPEN my eyes to see the riches of your infinite wisdom and knowledge
the DEPTH and HEIGHT and WIDTH and LENGTH of Your love!!
I'm coming to a place where I can just sense that there is so much more.
Before I lose sight of this clue, God, pull me in!!
I want to fall flat on my face
I don't mind if it hurts me
I want to see You.
Oh Lord,
I want to walk with You as Moses did.
With him You spoke face to face,
clearly and not in riddles.
He saw Your form.
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I became a servant of the gospel by the gift of God's grace given me through the working of His power. Although I am less than the least of all God's people, this grace was given me: to preach to the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ, and to make plain to everyone the administration of this mystery, which for ages past was kept hidden in God, who created all things.
Ephesians 3:7-9
God places treasure in jars of clay. He will choose the least of us - and entrust to us the most GLORIOUS, most unsearchable, most precious revelations of Christ Himself - who is the greatest treasure, the deepest mystery, hidden for ages past but now made known.
Hallelujah.
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