Fear
Have you settled your fear?
Have you let Him come near?
Have you run in the dust
Have you settled to fall
To the fear of your friends?
Have you chosen to fear
Have you started to cry
Knowing all would be well?
‘Cause somewhere inside
Have you walked in the shadows
‘Til the night hits the air?
Have you stared at the fire
Have you surrendered completely
knowing…
You just can’t get it done?
Regardless of efforts
Have you reached down inside
To the source of your fear?
Have you reckoned your spirit
Have you crawled in the arms
Of a terrible God?
To find a refuge, a solace
Have you sought a whisper
Too sweet to touch?
A glance so pure
Have you longed to dwell
In His raging rest?
In the palm of His hand
Have you the fear, to fear your maker?
Have you the fear, to fall on your face?
Have you the fear, to be a partaker?
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“The fear of God is the beginning of all wisdom…”
~Bible : )
The truth of the matter is that there is a wonderful,
terrible, amazingly, awful God who not only sees us having much
more stunning elegance than we could ever imagine and or others could
ever see. The indescribable magnificence of our beauty wows creation
and holds it in awe because He has designed us from dust into the
likeness of the epitomy of ….I don’t know a word that seems
appropriate to insert here…The fact that someone, let alone the God
who fearfully and wonderfuly designed us, holds His breathe at a single
glance out of our humility, a momentary whiff of the fragrance of our
worship, the warmth of our tears as we sink our heads into His chest to
cry, a taste of our sweet desperation to know Him as He knows us and
the childlike laughter we feel when we finally step into His rest to
fondly spend our undivided love wrestling in His love just downright
scares us…It captures a portion of a spirit and gives us a hope that
we dare to only dream for only an instant but let it fly before it lays
hold of our hearts lest we awake and find ourselves once again in the
dreary monotony of our sinful habits and choices…we fear to let a
love like that down, and somewhere deep inside choose to not accept
that grace and intimacy because we know for certain that we indeed do
not deserve it.
So…we choose to not focus on Him because
it would ravage our hearts too dearly for us to live…it would
devestate our souls and crush our hearts- He is not a tame God and His
mere presence makes men fall postrate…His presence carries such
weight that while we desire more than anything to be in it, we cannot
move…it is scary beyond anything we can imagine and our only response
is to cry out from the depths of our being and proclaim the matchless
magnificence of the Worthy Lamb who was slain, who is seated between
the cherubim…the one who is the Holy of Holies, the almighty, all
powerful, omnipotent, master, intimate lover, gracious redeemer, King
of Kings and Lord of Lords, the alpha and omega the great I AM!!!!
