The Keys to Your Heart
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I wanna be a dead leaf.
Where the life I choose is to be carried by the wind however far and for however long it pleases. I want God to be the wind.
I wanna be interrupted by butterflies.
I wanna be a writer, singer, dancer, screamer, lover, artist, painter!
I wanna be real.

Summer-filled people glow
from the outside, outwards
walking around slightly smiling and
mostly exposed.
from the outside, out.
with mouths that shape words that
control sentences that invent
conversations that amount to
nothing.
Expressing themselves,
from the outside, to the outside.
And causing injury to
what's fallen between extremes.
And hurting hearts ( Read more... )

Hunger gapes within me, O my God
I withdraw into our secret places
to wait for my LORD.

O you people, rise up!
Dance because he will come!
Sing because he is near!
Bow your hearts and invite him in,
lift your eyes to see him come!
Passion flashes in the place he moves his hand.
Come, O come our LORD!

O you people, awaken!
Fall on your faces,
fall down and ( Read more... )

Last night was amazing.

I love the LORD my God
because he remembered me
when I began to forget myself.

He answers prayers I forget to pray. He gives opportunities when I least deserve them. He tips my chin and smiles on me when all I can see is the mud I'm playing in.

What a beautiful God.

An explanation of my last few entries? Sure!

I write these at least once a week, usually on wednesdays during my QT or at prayer time. They are...me offering back to God what he has put in me. It's a desperate prayer, passionate praises. It's me, expressing worship because I believe it makes Him smile. I realized that I am defined best by the way ( Read more... )

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hear us tonight, Our God ( Read more... )

Your creation strains for you ( Read more... )