When I was “down and out” the Lord lifted me out of the muck and mire and set my feet on a rock. When I was lonely, he came to me to comfort me and to hold me. When I was afraid, He stood beside me like a shield.
I thought I knew Him when I was a child, but when my life started to fall apart in High School, I knew that I had no idea who He was. When I had everything stripped from me-and I felt miles away from Him, ashamed, broken, standing alone, not able to speak, or even to breathe, He became the breath in my lungs. With my last breath came, I began to breathe eternally for the first time.
So when people ask me what I want in life, or what I live for or what I want to do with my life, I tell them Him. He is my everything. He is the reason I wake, and he is the reason I sleep. What can I say? He rescued me from drowning. He came down from His Kingdom to run to me, and hold me. He’s all I want in life. Who is He? He is my God. His name is my Lord, Jesus Christ. His name is the Holy Spirit. His name is the Father. His name is my restorer. My Savior, my comforter, my King, my reason, and if living for Him means dying, then I die every day.
Why do I blog? I blog to make people think. I blog to sort out my thoughts. I blog to minister. I blog to be wasted by the King. Blogging is a way that I express the depth of love I have for my savior, and to let people know that they’re not alone in their struggles. If I have been able to give my King the smallest amount of glory though my blog, it is worth it.
The goal of my life is to increase the name and fame of my Lord Jesus. When people look at me, I don’t want them to see a 20 year old girl, I want them to see the face of Jesus.
I am far from perfect, as my family and friends can tell you. There is a lot of stumbling, and learning in my life. There are a lot of times where I fall to my face, but I am learning that is the best place to be, facedown in absolute surrender and complete captivation of the strength of my Father. I rest in His arms, and under His strength.
I think this page is very good. I don’t know if I’m getting old and grouchy or what, but I don’t walk around all day thinking in poetry. I’m glad other people still do
Keep up the good work.