He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane
I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy
When all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by Glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me
Oh how he loves us, so
Oh How he loves us, how he loves us so
And oh, how he loves us so,
We are his portion and he is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
If grace is an ocean we’re all sinking
So, heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way
He loves us.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
The following collection of sentences doesn't really qualify as a paragraph and probably won't make sense to you. That's ok.
I wish I could find a job that I loved. Not just one I liked. It's not that I don't like kids; I really do like pediatric OT. I like that this potential job has flexible hours so that I can do what I really love. But I still wish... you know?
The end.
I wish I could find a job that I loved. Not just one I liked. It's not that I don't like kids; I really do like pediatric OT. I like that this potential job has flexible hours so that I can do what I really love. But I still wish... you know?
The end.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Passion.
There has to come a point where our human hearts can't hold our passion for our God. Our bodies aren't enough. I long for that day.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
My occupational theory, in case you were wondering.
I'm working on my theory of occupation. Here's the gist: People tend to define themselves by what we do, and when we can no longer do those things, we lose who we are and have to redefine ourselves (that's nothing new). We are created to do this-- worship-- and we do, whether we realize it or not. But everyone is first and foremost created to define themselves as worshipers of God. That is our primary occupation. And when we don't do that, nothing else fits into place, and we end up worshiping other things-- jobs, husbands, children, golf, movie stars, OURSELVES. But the trick is that in order for us to do what we were created to do-- worship-- and integrate it into our identity, we have to first understand who we are in Christ. The two come hand in hand-- understanding who we are, then worshiping our creator and redeemer. This identity and occupation can never be stripped from us. Unfortunately, people usually don't have both. We're trying to worship without the knowledge, or we have the knowledge but no worship of Him. Therefore, we have a world of people living in the most severe occupational crises-- not knowing and worshiping their Creator.
I can't treat the symptoms and deny their cause. That's why I can't separate my career from my God.
I can't treat the symptoms and deny their cause. That's why I can't separate my career from my God.
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