Monday, March 14, 2011

I believe

I believe in light that shines, in a voice that finds me in the darkest place
I believe in an endless Love who's everything; He's breath and life to me
I believe God has a Son, His only one and He gave Him up for me
I believe in the Risen One His kingdom's here, death's overcome in me

I believe He loves me.  I believe He loves me.  I believe He loves me.  And that's all I need to know.  That's all I need to know.

I believe in a peace that rules over trials and storms and fears that can be so cruel
I believe in a wind that blows, in a Holy Ghost and His fires consume in me

I believe He loves me.  I believe He loves me.  I believe He loves me.  And that's all I need to know.  That's all I need to know.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Random Bits And Pieces

I think books are time capsules.  There have been SO many books that I've started and thought, "Bleh, this is stupid."  A year or so later, picked said book up again only to discover that my perception had changed and now the writings resonate!  Revelations are time, experience, maturity, and situation released - or some combination of those four.

I feel like the same is true with revelations about God.  I sometimes think of my life as a living room cluttered with different oddly shaped and interestingly wrapped presents.  They are numbered and color coded, but in a way that makes no sense to my logical brain.  Present number 77 could be opened before gift box number 28.  Not all yellow boxes hold revelations that have to do with joy.  Each gift is different, some have music playing softly from inside of them, some look teensy weensy, but are impossible to lift!  A couple have opened just as I've brushed past them.  Others I've been trying to open for years. 

Each package changes the color of the room and, strangely, my position in it.  And I go from package to package testing and tearing, untangling ribbon here, and trying to unsnap something there, until the "right" gift opens, revealing that which I never knew. 

Revelations are exactly like that...but a little bit different.  God is way kinder than I just described, so add some more goodness to that description.  And I left out the fact that He follows me from gift box to gift box, enjoying my reactions and anticipating my joy.  He's fun like that.  He always watches my face as I open a box, but at the same time, He watches my heart.  He's looking to see if I truly got "It" - that "It" is all about His Love for me.  Some boxes produce a greater light in my heart than others, for various and sundry reasons, but they are all Love based presents.  It's all about His Love for me.