If I could tell of.....

I could tell of your greatness if words were made of your essence.
I would be satisfied with every moment if it was manifest with your presence.
I should magnify every moment spent with you in reverence.
Life is sometimes just a list of inactivity filled with lessons.



New Song

When my face hits the floor, when my knees fall asleep,
When I call out to You Savior, I can't help but weep.
Your worth more than life, Your greater, Lord, than death,
More powerful, more gentle, whispering with Heaven's breath.

You've called me, with Your holy calling,
Purchased at the alter of eternity.
You call, "follow me," with your pure command,
"And I'll give you peace, that you'll never understand."

Now I'm traveling roads, to I don't know where,
Using power, not mine, as this cloud of witnesses stare,
Am I doing right, by your name, that's what I desire,
Lord, God, my Father, tend this holy fire.

You've called me, with Your holy calling,
Purchased at the alter of eternity.
You say, "I'll never leave you," with assurance so deep,
Tend your chosen people, guide your wayward sheep.

As I step out of time, into everlasting life's realm,
Unsure of what's happening, but sure of what's gonna go down,
It's my turn to meet my Maker, surprised by Who I see,
It's my Friend Jesus, and he's smiling at me.

You've called me, with Your holy calling,
Purchased at the alter, of eternity.
You say, "well done, good servant," with sovereignty's tone,
"Welcome, my friend, let me show you your home."

It's so exciting, being with Jesus,
He's right here, right now, desiring to seize us,
And Gather us in, as would a hen,
Wonderful Counselor, Lord, my Friend

Today is a day the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it!

Zephaniah 2:3

Seek the LORD, all you humble of the land, who have kept his ordinances. Seek righteousness. Seek humility. It may be that you will be hidden in the day of the LORD’s anger.

I am exhausted. Spiritually, mentally, emotionally, physically....exhausted. I can barely type right now without falling asleep. I try to keep energized. I pray that God continues to sustain me as I have a lot to do this week. Thank the Lord it's His work and not mine. If I was in charge...we'd have problems. You know? I'm still preparing Sunday's High School message...I took kids to the Elkhart County Fair today - the largest county fair in the United States (Mark Schultz played a concert on Sunday - amazing), now that was a treat :)

Anyway, I'm really getting sensitive to God's voice...it's easier to recognize when you need to listen to survive...makes sense right?

God bless,
DMS

Last night God gave me a new song. For a while now I have been praying for such to happen. I have been praying that the Lord would continue to develop my spiritual languages for loving Him. Last night as I was singing Matt Redman's "If I have not love," which is a song based off of Paul's song in Corinthians 13, I felt a little sensitive to the Spirit to move into my spiritual language, but unlike my language for praying, this was entirely different, and it harmonized and went along with the melody to the song. Not only has this happened, but the Lord has also blessed my time of "prayer with understanding." I have been able to think more clearly and evaluate my words more carefully and feel like the Kingdom is being taken by storm by violent men more often.

What a mighty God we serve
Angels bow before Him
Heaven and Earth adore Him
What a mighty God we serve.

I am teaching on Philippians 4:1-9 this upcoming Sunday morning, and so I'm going to be studying and preparing that early this week...as always, I appreciate any and all prayer

The topic - God through Paul teaching us the practical use of prayer to keep us always rejoicing
(I will paste the manuscript later when it's finished)

Pause

So I'm at this point where I can't think clearly, at least not as clearly as I would like. You probably know what I mean, I'm referring to that point of clarity at which you are able to really access your own heart...uncovering everything you and everyone else has placed over and around it...I'm trying to get there. Every time I get near that point of truth, that portal to mortality and futility awareness, that spot where I am not confused by the conflicting signals sent by the world, I reason my way A-WAY. I want to be there, but at the same time, I don't... I DO though!!!! but I don't...

I'm attempting to contact the deepest, most sensitive heart-of-hearts within me, while at the same time I must manage my way around all the junk which holds it captive. Those captors? Well, me of course...but the irritable, sorrowful, critical, judgmental, complaining, jealous, envious, religious and spiteful aspects of evil (sounds a lot like axis-of-evil ey?) of which there is some cleaning still in order.

I want to think and dream about my mission. I want to catch the Toy Maker's Dream. I want to see the vision...but I'm so caught up in the now. I know I can pause.





but it's hard to pause for long...





It's hard to rest...






He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. - Psalm 91:1





Oh how I need to....how we need to





because the type of contact I'm talking about can only be made in the midst of no distractions...there can't be a "midst" unless it's God, and He's in the Secret Place...the place at which only we and He enter. The place at which there is nothing but us and Him...essentially it's just Him.




It's so hard to put life on pause though...there is so much to do...so much to talk about, write about. There is so much.......anxiety, restlessness...it's just too hard...







and it's so easy to put God on hold...