Hello everyone! I know this is a little different from my previous updates, but I have been going through my journal the past few days and I want to share something with you that I came across. This is something I wrote in March, while I was in Myanmar. This was from a spontaneous moment I had with the Lord while I was journaling. 

    I’m sharing this with you all because God has been teaching me so much about celebration. Psalm 107:2 says this, “Let the redeemed of the Lord say so, whom he hath redeemed from the hand of the enemy;”

    There are so many incredible moments I have had with the Father, but I’ll keep them to myself instead of celebrating them! So as I came across this, I felt like it needed to be shared, I felt like I needed to “say so”. It’s simply a praise, and an overflow of my heart during a season (that I’m still in) that God was working on my heart. It’s more on the poetic side, but I hope the Father speaks to you through it.

 

3-31-17 

All praise and glory be to You Father! You are changing my heart day after day, You alone hold it. The more I get to experience your heart, the more I fall in love, true love, a Love I have never known before.

I know not of its depths or its horizons, I know not of its source or origin. Its likeness is foreign to me, its virtues a mystery. But this I know and will proclaim; it is lovely and pure, it is true and just, it is vast and simple, and it is seen and beautiful.

To taste of this Love means to never be the same. It means to be forever intoxicated by its sober statues. This Love is changing my heart with a mold that does not know decay. This Love teaches my heart with a wisdom unknown to the mind. This Love romances my heart with a gentleness that none can compare.

What is this that seems like foolishness to me?

That my heart is more precious to you than all the stars you know by name. More precious than all the riches that could be obtained. That you treasure my heart so much, You God, became the cost for its freedom.

That Your gesture of priceless worth would catch our eye. Not with a contract of forced union, but with an evidence of pursuit. You will settle for nothing short of undivided communion. That this Love would be my life’s devotion, my life’s meditation, and my life’s source.

To know this Love, surpasses all.