0296 [better than life]
If God lives in our praises, I think I've been doing a great job of putting Him in a coma.
Let's fix that, you idiot girl.
If you have ever sat alone and wondered why you were born, why you have this soft and familiar skin wrapped around your bones, I have your answer. You were born to bring praise to the Creator of everything, to the majestic Beginning and the spectacular End of every aspect of life, every harmonious moment and every succinct, beautiful breath that you've ever taken.
This God does not live in boxes, and His Son has never been held subject to any human invention or supernatural beast. This God would frighten you out of your mind if you ever met Him; if you ever saw His face, I truly believe that yours would melt into a puddle at your feet. You would regret every second of your life that you'd spent not praising Him, not bathing yourself in His glorious presence. He is the most awe-inspiring thing you will ever see, the most captivating song you will ever hear, and the most devastatingly beautiful thing you will ever feel.
The best way, for me, to experience Him is to close my eyes and put my arms out and unclench my heart (which is always closed, always locked and kept away from the world) and let my entire being experience the smallest parts of Him that I can grasp. The LORD is so magnificent that the closest I've ever been to Him is about 200,000 miles away from who He actually is. The most I can ever know of Him is an eyelash on the human form; He constantly changes and flows into different aspects of time, but His character and being remain the same as they have always been, and they will always be this way.
Every time you love someone, you are experiencing the LORD through the LORD... He is love, He is the person you're loving, and He is above it all providing everything that you need to feel this amazing emotion that transcends all others.
Whenever you do something you truly love, this is the LORD. Whenever you feel the satisfaction of writing a perfectly crafted sentence or hitting a baseball in that perfect spot or eating that amazing meal at your favorite restaurant, this is the LORD; both the act and the enjoyment you get from it are parts of Him, and yet none of that could be possible if He didn't set it all up that way.
Whenever a little girl falls in love, or whatever any woman dreams of when she imagines a perfect romantic partner, it is Christ. This may sound strange, or sacreligious, but I truly believe that Jesus meant what He said when He called the Church His bride. If we could let ourselves concieve the love that He has for us, the love that was in Him for us when He died for the laws that we broke, for the things that WE did to hurt Him and separate ourselves from Him, we would be completely blown away by the intensity of it. His love for us is so great that it transcends the boundaries of friendship and romantic love and familial love... it encompasses all of them because it is just too big to stick to one concept.
Yahweh, I am so sorry for ignoring You. Please, come back into my life and take me like you took Israel when she returned to Jerusalem after the Exile in Babylon. Take me like Hosea took Gomer after she'd slept with other men, defiled their marriage vows, and done every despicable thing to hurt him.
I am a whore, I do confess. I put you on just like a wedding dress.
But now, sew that dress into my skin and into my flesh so deeply that I could never remove it. Bind it to me so tightly that if I ever try to remove it, I am met with such an intense pain that I can never ignore the fact that I'm moving away from You.
This is all I want, YHWH... this is all I crave, this is all I desire... to want You as much as I should.
Give me the passion for You that You deserve. I am sorry. I am repenting. I am waiting.
Let's fix that, you idiot girl.
If you have ever sat alone and wondered why you were born, why you have this soft and familiar skin wrapped around your bones, I have your answer. You were born to bring praise to the Creator of everything, to the majestic Beginning and the spectacular End of every aspect of life, every harmonious moment and every succinct, beautiful breath that you've ever taken.
This God does not live in boxes, and His Son has never been held subject to any human invention or supernatural beast. This God would frighten you out of your mind if you ever met Him; if you ever saw His face, I truly believe that yours would melt into a puddle at your feet. You would regret every second of your life that you'd spent not praising Him, not bathing yourself in His glorious presence. He is the most awe-inspiring thing you will ever see, the most captivating song you will ever hear, and the most devastatingly beautiful thing you will ever feel.
The best way, for me, to experience Him is to close my eyes and put my arms out and unclench my heart (which is always closed, always locked and kept away from the world) and let my entire being experience the smallest parts of Him that I can grasp. The LORD is so magnificent that the closest I've ever been to Him is about 200,000 miles away from who He actually is. The most I can ever know of Him is an eyelash on the human form; He constantly changes and flows into different aspects of time, but His character and being remain the same as they have always been, and they will always be this way.
Every time you love someone, you are experiencing the LORD through the LORD... He is love, He is the person you're loving, and He is above it all providing everything that you need to feel this amazing emotion that transcends all others.
Whenever you do something you truly love, this is the LORD. Whenever you feel the satisfaction of writing a perfectly crafted sentence or hitting a baseball in that perfect spot or eating that amazing meal at your favorite restaurant, this is the LORD; both the act and the enjoyment you get from it are parts of Him, and yet none of that could be possible if He didn't set it all up that way.
Whenever a little girl falls in love, or whatever any woman dreams of when she imagines a perfect romantic partner, it is Christ. This may sound strange, or sacreligious, but I truly believe that Jesus meant what He said when He called the Church His bride. If we could let ourselves concieve the love that He has for us, the love that was in Him for us when He died for the laws that we broke, for the things that WE did to hurt Him and separate ourselves from Him, we would be completely blown away by the intensity of it. His love for us is so great that it transcends the boundaries of friendship and romantic love and familial love... it encompasses all of them because it is just too big to stick to one concept.
Yahweh, I am so sorry for ignoring You. Please, come back into my life and take me like you took Israel when she returned to Jerusalem after the Exile in Babylon. Take me like Hosea took Gomer after she'd slept with other men, defiled their marriage vows, and done every despicable thing to hurt him.
I am a whore, I do confess. I put you on just like a wedding dress.
But now, sew that dress into my skin and into my flesh so deeply that I could never remove it. Bind it to me so tightly that if I ever try to remove it, I am met with such an intense pain that I can never ignore the fact that I'm moving away from You.
This is all I want, YHWH... this is all I crave, this is all I desire... to want You as much as I should.
Give me the passion for You that You deserve. I am sorry. I am repenting. I am waiting.