Last night during our worship session, some crazy intense stuff happened. People were brought to their knees as they confessed and ripped the veil off their faces. There was snot, and tears and sweat and FREEDOM! I sat back and watched, asking the Lord, “what is happening here?” And this is what He gave me:
-Pulse-
We pulse to the beat of this Holy Spirit drum,
We surrender our rhythm and sway,
in the sweat and glow of love.
We unhinge our jaws that grind with rage.
We relax our scowl of bitter shame.
We reach for hands to clench and squeeze.
We’re done with thoughts of:
the gods we must appease.
We move and grove,
spirits ooze with words of pleas breathed up to you.
We press our cheek up to Your chest.
We cast out lies of second best.
We crave Your heart,
our Abba’s love.
We cast aside this push and shove.
We run.
We jump.
We dive.
We fight.
We crawl.
We beg with all our might.
We ask, oh God,
have mercy please!
And bring us always to our knees.
In You oh Lord,
we find,
our Pulse.
-A New Breed-
We are different.
We are the men and women that the God-Man made.
We plunge messily into freedom and redemption.
And then we dance like fools to the beat of a Ghostly drum.
We are excessive tippers, star gazers, and we talk to ourselves on the streets.
We are honest mothers.
We are courageous fathers.
We are secure daughters.
And we are sons that breathe.
We are chain breakers and we belong to a King.
We are coming back to our humanity.
We are living in identity.
Yes, we are a New Breed.
