Created and Recreated

There is no time I would want to run from you, no hurt you cannot handle, no sin that you don't want to restore me from and no pain that you will not lift. You are the glory and the lifter of my head. Thanks for recreating me God. I needed it - and still need it. 


Let me show grace to others every day so that others can see what it's like to know the I AM, the King of Kings, the jealous God who yearns for us all to turn our faces to him. We were created to love You. It hurts you when we don't.. I remember the rainbow. You cried tears of sorrow that we rejected you and it flooded the earth. You created for fellowship and no one said, "I love you." 

I Don't Feel Forgiven - A Conversation With God

Looking over my shoulder,

Remembering.

Clinging to things I want to be free of.

The enemy reminds me of my past and holds me in grief.

I struggle to free myself.

I cry out to God,

But what I believe about myself

Holds me in a grip of guilt.

Open my eyes, Lord!

This can't be how it is.

Never ending guilt and shame.

Unbearable, yet ever present.

Keeping me humble,

I beg for forgiveness.

Again.

Is it like this for everyone?

What Savior leaves me like this?

Forgiven? Really?

I don't feel it.

Come - help me know it!

How do you see me?

New?

But what I did,

it was so ugly.

You can?

You did?

Really?

Open my heart?

Why?

You have a new one for me?

Really?

Well, go ahead.

Take this broken one.

I won't miss it.

I'll try anything.

Letting go….

Surrendering…

Sitting in the silence.

With my tears.

Where are those tissues?

I must have sobbed a few pounds off,

I feel lighter.

No, wait.

Not just lighter...

I think something's happened to me.

Something's different.

Maybe this is joy.

Is that what this is?

Yes.

Did you say something?

I thought I heard something.

You love me.

You love me?

Really?

How?

Don't you remember what I'm like?

You don't?

Really?

You rejoice over me?

I'm what?

Whiter than snow?

Wow. I didn't know.

I've wasted all this time

Misunderstanding.

Jesus did it all.

Really? Done?

I guess I knew.

But I didn't believe.

I'm going to take your word for it.

I feel different.

What's changed?

My perception?

Yes.

You believe.

Where am I?

Where you've always been.

Seated with Christ next to me.

Up there? and here?

How is that.

Hard to explain.

Just believe it.

Live it.

Count on it.

Share it.

You are free.

You are loved.

I don't remember who you were.

I only know who you are.

Mine.

My child.

My bride.

Loved.

Wow.
Father - My Father.. Wow.
Thank you.

Thank you for listening.

For setting me straight.

I am loved.

I am loved.

I AM LOVED…

and free

of it all.

The Rewarder of Those Who Seek Him

God is the rewarder of those who seek Him. Still. Silence only exists where He is  not adored. He cannot resist the cries of His people, His beloved. The Father loves and craves their attention. He is alive and holy in their midst, awakened by the passion of his people. 


"Spare not your hearts," He says to me today, "but give of them joyfully. Let me saturate your mind with who I am and your soul with my love. Stand before me in adoration for I love you and adore you. We are meant to be together and to share every moment. Our hearts are united in one body, yours. Live and breathe the knowledge of My presence within you."