I’m sitting on my flight to Raleigh right now. There’s like 30 people on it. Everyone has their own row. I just said goodbye to the last of my squad mates. As I reflect on God’s abundant faithfulness shown to squad Y over the past 7 months, I’m bummed.
This is a chapter of my life that’s closed, and that sucks. But I’m not gonna let anything keep me from singing praises to the Lord. My circumstances don’t change His character, nor do they excuse me for neglecting to give Him the praise He deserves. The sadness associated with goodbyes and the comforts associated with home are both incredibly real, but they have no authority over me.
I am the Lord’s and my identity is found in Him. I love the Lord. He’s sovereign, He knows everything and He’s in control. He loves me and He’s created me to magnify His mercy in the world by loving as the servant of all, to amplify His praises by building up the church in wisdom, to be sanctified by humbling myself in His delightful presence. Nothing’s changed. He never will.
The reality of an eternity of constancy is glorious. It’s beautiful. As I enter into a culture dominated by chaos, I cling to the Lord. I praise the Father for the spiritual sustenance that He has provided me today; He kept me in Him! I contemplate the Son, whose very nature is justice and who has been given all judgement power (John 5:27). This God-man willing suffered injustice for me. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life died to show me life. I rest in the Spirit, as He graciously remains in a broken man like me for yet another glorious day, pouring out rich blessing upon my spirit.
oh praise the One who paid my debt and raised this life up from the dead.
all of a sudden, i am unaware of these afflictions, eclipsed by glory. oh how He loves us.
I ache for the completion of my sanctification. I hate the sin that is in me. Why am I so prideful? Why do I walk in such ignorance, seeking satisfaction from objects of this world? I rejoice that the Helper will be with me forever and I will one day put off this mortal body.
no place i would rather be, no place i would rather be, no place i would rather be, than here in Your love
You make me new, You are making me new
I ache for the return of my Savior. I hate that Satan is the god of this world. Why can’t they see it? Why doesn’t Jesus reveal Himself to this world? I rejoice that the suffering servant will kill the son of lawlessness with the breath of His mouth.
it is done, it is finished. Christ has won, He is risen. grace is here, love has triumphed over death forever.
oh that rugged cross, my salvation. where Your love poured out over me. now, my soul cries out, “Hallelujah! praise and honor unto thee”.
I ache for the glory of my Father. I hate that His glory is latent. Why am I so prideful? Why do I forget the magnitude of the love that my Creater showed to me? I rejoice that the One who holds all of creation in His hands runs to me.
take me into Your throne room. let me see Your beauty, let me see Your face.
i exalt Thee.
The plane is starting to descend. My life is about to change. But my God never will.
i raise a hallelujah in the middle of the mystery.
Praise God
