My heart lives for Jesus Christ my friend, my comforter, the one who lights my world even when I feel sad or struggle at times, although the struggle is a lot, lot less now than it was.
I feel the beat of his heart and rhythym of life that is changing and growing with each day. The mystery of the kingdom, the reality of truth coming down from heaven via my heart connected to his. The joy of hope and dreams that are yet to come, but not far away.
My destiny in his hands, not in mine, his choice of what happens when, my obedience at the right time, a gift, a precious treasure to be revered and held lightly.
The dreams of his heart for me are treasures I don't understand, but I know that he cares for and loves me and his plan has a time to be full filled for me.
I can live in the moment more easily because I travel with a light heart that does not require to know what is to come, but does what is now and tomorrow looks after itself, at least most of the time.
I feel Papa's heart for the nations, and sadness of the separation, from his children and teaching that made that happen. My heart, my being wants to walk with him closely and unreservedly with him day to day.
feeling what he feels, praying what he prays, speaking his words, changing the world little by little, moment by moment.
Walking the world, walking the land and the waters, enabling the flow from heaven to become the flood of his glory that will change the world that I live in right now, to be Pure and Holy, justified by his grace, but valuing his grace for what it is, as a precious gift from his hand. The whisper of love and life that tells me I am free, really free to be everything he created me to be, regardless and in spite of everything that the natural world and circumstances tell me.
I feel the beat of his heart and rhythym of life that is changing and growing with each day. The mystery of the kingdom, the reality of truth coming down from heaven via my heart connected to his. The joy of hope and dreams that are yet to come, but not far away.
My destiny in his hands, not in mine, his choice of what happens when, my obedience at the right time, a gift, a precious treasure to be revered and held lightly.
The dreams of his heart for me are treasures I don't understand, but I know that he cares for and loves me and his plan has a time to be full filled for me.
I can live in the moment more easily because I travel with a light heart that does not require to know what is to come, but does what is now and tomorrow looks after itself, at least most of the time.
I feel Papa's heart for the nations, and sadness of the separation, from his children and teaching that made that happen. My heart, my being wants to walk with him closely and unreservedly with him day to day.
feeling what he feels, praying what he prays, speaking his words, changing the world little by little, moment by moment.
Walking the world, walking the land and the waters, enabling the flow from heaven to become the flood of his glory that will change the world that I live in right now, to be Pure and Holy, justified by his grace, but valuing his grace for what it is, as a precious gift from his hand. The whisper of love and life that tells me I am free, really free to be everything he created me to be, regardless and in spite of everything that the natural world and circumstances tell me.