Hi. This song is a letter written to YOU from your Father.
It makes me cry everytime I hear it.
Just read.
And listen.
(I do both, which I highly recommend.)
I see you down there everyday
Trying to find a different way
To build some kind of ladder to the sky
Trying to find some way to see
The secrets of eternity, and they don’t come all at once
And you don’t know why
Well how do you think it feels to hear you screaming out My name
When all the while I’m trying to open up your heart
See you when you cry yourself to sleep
It’s tearing Me apart
I know you wish you could see me
That’s the way it has to be
Someday you will understand, but
don’t you lose your faith in me
I know you wish you could hear me, and
Sometimes it’s so hard to do
But every morning sunrise says,
"I’m madly in love with you."
Yes I’m madly in love with you
Yes I’m madly in love with you
Yes I’m madly in love with you
I know that you’re waiting for
A chance to come in from the war
If only a moment, if only a day
A place where you feel safe and warm
A sanctuary from the storm
Until all of these questions fade away
But I cannot count on all the signs
You’ve passed away as mere coincidence
And im running out of ways to break through
Like a lonely lover, Waiting by the ocean
Ill never give up on you
I know you wish you could see me
That’s the way it has to be
Someday you’ll understand,
Don’t you lose your faith in me
I know you wish you could hear me
Sometimes it’s so hard to do
But every morning sunrise says,
"I’m madly in love with you."
Yes I’m madly in love with you
Yes I’m madly in love with you
Yes I’m madly in love with you
He's madly MADLY madly in love with you.
Confused?
Here, I'll let someone alot smarter than me help you.
"Honey, let me tell you one of the reasons that it makes no sense to you. It's because you have such a small view of what it means to be human. You and this creation are incredible, whether you understand that or not. You are wonderful beyond imagination. Just because you make horrendous and destructive choices does not make you deserve less respect for what you inherently are- the pinnacle of My creation and the center of My affection."
-Papa, (character created by Wm. Paul Young as God in The Shack.)
I don't know about you guys, but whenever I'm watching tv or a movie and there's this guy thats helplessly in love with this girl but she just wont give him a chance, I root for him. Literally, cheer.
Granted, the Big Man is alot more important than this, but I have a point.
Here it is.
God is helplessly and recklessly in love with you and there is nothing that you could ever possibly do to change that.
Why haven't you given Him a chance?
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Overcome by Desperation Band
First off: hockey games are awesome.
Secondly: my best friends are the greaaaatest.
3rd: peaches.
I love Brandon Heath. If you've never listened to him before, please do. He's fantastic.
WARNING: THIS IS ABOUT TO GET REALLY PERSONAL. ITS MY TESTIMONY. K? K.
This song is a song that I honestly believe God had written with me in mind. No, seriously.
I came into highschool in a state of what I like to call "pure ignorance". It was not a bad thing. Many nights I've cried myself to sleep, wishing I could go back to feeling that way. I've even had one friend who witnessed the horrible ordeal remark, "I just miss the Camille that I became best friends with when we were 14. She glowed. Her confidence was palpable. She drew people to her. I miss her."
(Ouchhhh.)
It made me think, though.
And he was right.
I was different.
I worked at a summer camp the summer before freshman year. I was there for three weeks (represent Woodlands Camp!). I can honestly say it was one of the best summers of my life. I came into highschool full of God's joy and extremely prepared for anything God planned on throwing my way. Hah. No.
See, I'd never had trouble with boys. Why? They'd just never liked me. But I never cared. I was too busy with friends and youth group and teaching sunday school classes and soccer and school and a MILLION other things.
Freshman year changed that. I got my first boyfriend. And he was pretty awesome, haha. I also got a cellphone that year. And unlimited texting. And I just fell into this pattern.
Wake up. Text. School. Text. Home. Text. Phone call. Text. Sleep. Etc.
I got caught up in everything around me. And forgot.
I knew I was neglecting the God that I had so pursued just months before. But I also thought (being the key word here) that I was in love and happy and whateverrrr. I never even kissed the guy, so I guess I thought I was making up for my mistakes by not making worse ones. Life was bliss... Until God decided to wake me up.
I don't want to go into the details. It's doesn't matter anymore. If you're reading this, I've totally forgiven you. I'm not bringing it up to upset you. But this is a major part in my story.
It ended. And it was ugly. And my heart shattered. You think I'm exaggerating? Ask any of my best friends. They'll tell you. I was a wreck.
And then I did the worst possible thing that I could've done. I blamed God.
This is obviously His fault. I'd given Him my life, and He'd decided to ruin it through this to get back at me. He didn't care. He was spiteful. And so was I.
So I faked it. I faked that I was okay. I faked it at church. I faked at school. I faked it with my friends. I even faked it with my family. I thought I was so smart. I even had myself fooled. I thought I had God fooled. After all, I'm the one who had her heart broken. I'm the one that had to deal with the pain of trying to put it back together.
That summer was the worst summer of my life.
I was bitter. Cynical. Even cruel, especially to those who cared about me and tried to help. I'm sorry guys. Really.
And then I decided to go back to Woodlands and work again before school started. I had an awesome time. But I never really let anything seep into my heart. Until the last night. We had this night of worship. And they played this song.
I can't explain the feeling. But it hurt. All over. And I couldn't figure out why I was hurting. I had built walls to protect myself from this. I had promised myself I'd never heart like that again. I was too strong for this.
I was wrong.
Thats the night that I realized something.
You know when you break a bone, your body immediately starts to fuse the bones together? Often times, doctors have to re-break bones because the bones had tried to go back together, but had done so incorrectly.
I tried to put my heart back together myself.
And failed miserably.
But Jesus. My Jesus cared so deeply for me and wanted my heart beating regularly again that He did what He had to do.
He re-broke it.
And it hurt like you wouldn't believe.
It was then that I gave up. I was tired. I was so tired of faking it. I was so tired of working so hard to make my heart work when it wasn't actually fixed. And I just let Him hold me all night. And He put it back together.
Seated above, enthroned in the Father's love
Destined to die, poured out for all mankind
God's only son, perfect and spotless one
He never sinned, but suffered as if he did
All authority, every victory is Yours
All authority, every victory is Yours
Savior, worthy of honor and glory, worthy of all our praise, You overcame
Jesus, awesome in power forever, awesome and great is Your name,
You overcame
Power in hand, speaking the Father's plan
You're sending us out, light in this broken land
All authority, every victory is Yours
All authority, every victory is Yours
Savior, worthy of honor and glory, worthy of all our praise, You overcame
Jesus, awesome in power forever, awesome and great is Your name,
You overcame
We will overcome by the blood of the Lamb
and the word of our testimony, everyone overcome
And thats it.
Nah, I'm just kidding. :) Jesus is still putting my heart together everytime I let it crack. But each time He's taught me a lesson that I needed. And I'm sure He's gonna do it again. But I know its because He loves me.
So if any of you have walls up for any reason, whether it be similar to mine or completely different, listen for a second.
Let them fall.
I cannot even begin to explain the sweet reunion you'll experience with your Savior once you do. It changed my life. And I will forever testify.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? -Matthew 6:26.
You mean more than a sparrow.
Than all of the sparrows that have ever lived.
And yet, He watches out for them.
Can you not see how much He cares for you?
Open your eyes.
We will overcome by the blood of the Lamb
and the word of our testimony, everyone overcome
Secondly: my best friends are the greaaaatest.
3rd: peaches.
I love Brandon Heath. If you've never listened to him before, please do. He's fantastic.
WARNING: THIS IS ABOUT TO GET REALLY PERSONAL. ITS MY TESTIMONY. K? K.
This song is a song that I honestly believe God had written with me in mind. No, seriously.
I came into highschool in a state of what I like to call "pure ignorance". It was not a bad thing. Many nights I've cried myself to sleep, wishing I could go back to feeling that way. I've even had one friend who witnessed the horrible ordeal remark, "I just miss the Camille that I became best friends with when we were 14. She glowed. Her confidence was palpable. She drew people to her. I miss her."
(Ouchhhh.)
It made me think, though.
And he was right.
I was different.
I worked at a summer camp the summer before freshman year. I was there for three weeks (represent Woodlands Camp!). I can honestly say it was one of the best summers of my life. I came into highschool full of God's joy and extremely prepared for anything God planned on throwing my way. Hah. No.
See, I'd never had trouble with boys. Why? They'd just never liked me. But I never cared. I was too busy with friends and youth group and teaching sunday school classes and soccer and school and a MILLION other things.
Freshman year changed that. I got my first boyfriend. And he was pretty awesome, haha. I also got a cellphone that year. And unlimited texting. And I just fell into this pattern.
Wake up. Text. School. Text. Home. Text. Phone call. Text. Sleep. Etc.
I got caught up in everything around me. And forgot.
I knew I was neglecting the God that I had so pursued just months before. But I also thought (being the key word here) that I was in love and happy and whateverrrr. I never even kissed the guy, so I guess I thought I was making up for my mistakes by not making worse ones. Life was bliss... Until God decided to wake me up.
I don't want to go into the details. It's doesn't matter anymore. If you're reading this, I've totally forgiven you. I'm not bringing it up to upset you. But this is a major part in my story.
It ended. And it was ugly. And my heart shattered. You think I'm exaggerating? Ask any of my best friends. They'll tell you. I was a wreck.
And then I did the worst possible thing that I could've done. I blamed God.
This is obviously His fault. I'd given Him my life, and He'd decided to ruin it through this to get back at me. He didn't care. He was spiteful. And so was I.
So I faked it. I faked that I was okay. I faked it at church. I faked at school. I faked it with my friends. I even faked it with my family. I thought I was so smart. I even had myself fooled. I thought I had God fooled. After all, I'm the one who had her heart broken. I'm the one that had to deal with the pain of trying to put it back together.
That summer was the worst summer of my life.
I was bitter. Cynical. Even cruel, especially to those who cared about me and tried to help. I'm sorry guys. Really.
And then I decided to go back to Woodlands and work again before school started. I had an awesome time. But I never really let anything seep into my heart. Until the last night. We had this night of worship. And they played this song.
I can't explain the feeling. But it hurt. All over. And I couldn't figure out why I was hurting. I had built walls to protect myself from this. I had promised myself I'd never heart like that again. I was too strong for this.
I was wrong.
Thats the night that I realized something.
You know when you break a bone, your body immediately starts to fuse the bones together? Often times, doctors have to re-break bones because the bones had tried to go back together, but had done so incorrectly.
I tried to put my heart back together myself.
And failed miserably.
But Jesus. My Jesus cared so deeply for me and wanted my heart beating regularly again that He did what He had to do.
He re-broke it.
And it hurt like you wouldn't believe.
It was then that I gave up. I was tired. I was so tired of faking it. I was so tired of working so hard to make my heart work when it wasn't actually fixed. And I just let Him hold me all night. And He put it back together.
Seated above, enthroned in the Father's love
Destined to die, poured out for all mankind
God's only son, perfect and spotless one
He never sinned, but suffered as if he did
All authority, every victory is Yours
All authority, every victory is Yours
Savior, worthy of honor and glory, worthy of all our praise, You overcame
Jesus, awesome in power forever, awesome and great is Your name,
You overcame
Power in hand, speaking the Father's plan
You're sending us out, light in this broken land
All authority, every victory is Yours
All authority, every victory is Yours
Savior, worthy of honor and glory, worthy of all our praise, You overcame
Jesus, awesome in power forever, awesome and great is Your name,
You overcame
We will overcome by the blood of the Lamb
and the word of our testimony, everyone overcome
And thats it.
Nah, I'm just kidding. :) Jesus is still putting my heart together everytime I let it crack. But each time He's taught me a lesson that I needed. And I'm sure He's gonna do it again. But I know its because He loves me.
So if any of you have walls up for any reason, whether it be similar to mine or completely different, listen for a second.
Let them fall.
I cannot even begin to explain the sweet reunion you'll experience with your Savior once you do. It changed my life. And I will forever testify.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? -Matthew 6:26.
You mean more than a sparrow.
Than all of the sparrows that have ever lived.
And yet, He watches out for them.
Can you not see how much He cares for you?
Open your eyes.
We will overcome by the blood of the Lamb
and the word of our testimony, everyone overcome
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