Saturday, December 18, 2010

Divine Romance

There comes a point when a simple revelation can change your whole world. The revelation that Jesus really is all you could ever want or need.

It's the revelation of true contentment of where God has you.

Right now.

This very instant.

And when it comes, a peace settles over you as you realize that everything is okay and will be okay. God is in control and you are right where He wants you. Your heart is tuned to Him, joy fills your being, peace settles deep within your soul, and your eyes gaze upon His beauty.

You know that this is what you've longed for, what you've cried out for. A deep communion with the One who created you - who knows the depth of your being.

As you dance with Him, He gently leads you to new places. Places that He has groomed for you since before you were born.
He leads.
You follow.
And mountains move.

All creation watches as God takes you to His hidden garden full of rich floral scents, cascading falls, and warm sun rays. It is in this hidden place where He speaks to your soul, drawing you even closer to Him. He begins to speak of things to come...of the power He has placed in you...for His glory...of His hopes, dreams and desires for you.

Your heart, already full, now overflows with His great mercy and love. You fall on your knees in worship of the one your heart loves. You know that as long as your hand is in His, your heart humble before Him...you will be used by Him and for Him.

He gently leads you around the throne room and you dance together to heavenly songs sung by angels. Yes, you are content, right here, in the arms of your Savior.

There is no other place you'd rather than in the arms of Jesus.
Divine Romance by Phil Wickham
The fullness of Your grace is here with me
The richness of Your beauty's all I see
The brightness of Your glory has arrived
In Your presence God, I'm completely satisfied
For You I sing I dance
Rejoice in this divine romance
Lift my heart and my hands
To show my love, to show my love
A deep deep flood, an ocean flows from You
Of deep deep love, yeah it's filling up the room
Your innocent blood, has washed my guilty life
In Your presence God I'm completely satisfied

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Need Washing?

This was sent via email from my aunt and I just had to share it.

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in WalMart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.

It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of raingutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there, under the awning, just inside the door of theWalMart. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.

I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in,

'Mom let's run through the rain,' She said.

'What?' Mom asked.

'Let's run through the rain!' She repeated.

'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.

This young child waited a minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain..'

'We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.

'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.

'This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not getwet?'

'Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ' If God can get us through this, He can get us through anything! ' '

The entire crowd stopped dead silent.. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain.. We all stood silently. No one left. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.

'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD let'sus get wet, well maybe we just need washing,' Mom said.

Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They got soaked. They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all theway to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN. They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciatethem, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Letters to God

It's probably not a smart move to watch Letters to God, a movie about a boy with brain cancer, while my own grandmother is in the midst of battling brain cancer. And I'd love to give you the really-long-can't-spell-it name of the cancer....but I really can't spell it because it's too long. And now as I am getting ready to go to this amazing coffee shop with a friend tonight, I'm battling with my make-up because it will not cover up the red puffy eyes as a result of my movie selection.

And try as I might, I could not hold back the tears. Now I don't mean one or two glistening tears, I mean full out sobbing because the movie struck my heart. And I cried, and cried...and well...cried. But I know that it is a healing process for me to do so, I'm just not used to it. I've never been one to cry over movies or even cry easily. But as of lately, my heart is much more sensitive and the tears seem to come without much work. Could it be that I just came back from California where I spent some time with my grandmother? Could it be the fact that I also came home with a painting from her, which makes me miss her? Or could it be that God is working in my heart and bringing out past pain to allow healing? Or is it all three?

Whichever it may be, I am learning to not fight it so much but rather to let God use it to draw me closer to Him. It's not easy for me though. I'd love to fight and act strong....but what's the use? I'm not strong unless I can be found in Him. And I know that the hardest part of this battle is yet to come, and I pray that I cling to the One who can comfort and heal in the midst of trial and pain.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Criticism and Comparison

There is a reason I don't like to take pictures for others. Criticism. I cringe at the thought of someone commenting on my pictures, and I think it's because so much of my heart is in them. I have not taken pictures for money, or fame, but for the love of photography...for capturing a moment in time and being able to reflect on it for years to come. So for me to enter a photograph in a contest is a huge thing for me because it opened it up for criticism. Never in my wildest thoughts did I think I would be a finalist....which then brings on the comparison.

Looking at the other beautiful photographs that are finalists, I wonder how in the world mine was chosen. And when I clicked on each of their names....they have their own photography business....and it's no wonder...their photographs are beautiful! It's so hard not to compare. But that's not what God has called me to do. He gave me a passion and it is not my place to judge who is better. We are all unique, and each photograph shows that. Each one, I think, brings out the personality of the artist, and I love it.

So instead of cringing at criticism and comparing my talent with others, I shall rejoice in God's blessing and gifting within each of us. And when I feel that self-doubt rising up, I will stand tall in God and His love for me.