Not Quite How We Thought

Come Let Us Return

My world has crumbled; my heart is broken and torn.

Where can I turn now? Who will mend me and make me whole?

I begin to pick-up the pieces on this desert plain.

I try to fit them back together, but I get frustrated because they just won't fit.

I lift my eyes to the Son and he beckons me to come.

What? Leave my shattered world? Give-up my broken heart?

I look down at what is left of me.

I rise to my feet, and as I take a stand, strength enters my tired soul.

He stretches his hand to mine, I take it gratefully.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

posted by Christa @ 11:47 PM 2 comments

NO
I will not submit to you any longer
NO
I will not serve two masters
NO
I am not yours
NO
Do you hear me? I am saying no!

I will follow Christ, I will die with Christ I will run with Christ I will cry and intercede with Him. I will not be divided any longer. I will no longer blindly follow my desires. I would rather die than have the pleasures of this life. I want to be with you. I need you and find myself desperate. I want to know you more than I did today. I will search for you, like a lover in the night. You said that nothing would ever separate us. You said that you would lift my head and be my help in times of distress. You said come and follow me. You said leave everything that does not satisfy so I can satisfy you.
YES Jesus. I say yes!

posted by Christa @ 4:26 PM 1 comments

I Will Yet Praise

As we dance this dance called life I wonder why I have become so clumsy in your arms. With each passing day, moments in time become distant memories. Why do I want to hold on to everything? Why do I want to push it all away? I want to love with my whole being, but I am afraid. If love means hurt, do I want to love or be loved at all? I again climb this mountain in this journey called life. I am in the same place I was long ago, still struggling with the same obstacles only a little farther than before.

I don't understand Your ways
Oh but I will give You my song
Give You all of my praise
You hold on to all my pain
With it You are pulling me closer
And pulling me into Your ways

Now around every corner
And up every mountain
I'm not looking for crowns
Or the water from fountains
I'm desperate in seeking, frantic believing
That the sight of Your face
Is all that I need

It's gonna be worth it
It's gonna be worth it all
I believe this

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.



Worth it All by Rita Springer
Psalm 42:5

posted by Christa @ 8:37 PM 1 comments