Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
“Your love delights me, my treasure, my bride. I would still choose my dove, my perfect one- the favorite of her mother, dearly loved by the one who bore her.” Song of Solomon 4:10; 6:9
My soul is heavy. Today, my sin and my idols became so real and apparent. And after seeing them, I sat in disgust at a heart that has put so many things before Jesus. My shame so often gets ahold of me. I hide behind my appearance because if it seems like I have it all together, maybe people won't ask questions. I let my past brokenness creep up on my heals and start to overtake my light. But I'm laying it down tonight and accepting grace and mercy with grateful, loving heart because God chooses me. The King of all kings calls me his beloved. His perfect one. His TREASURE. I have been washed clean in the eyes of the only One whose opinion I need to worry about. I have been set free from my shame. From my burden. And have been delighted in and loved. I am choosing the truth tonight. Choosing to believe that my story and my past has been a story of redemption and rescue. I am loved through it all. Through the darkest of the dark and the deepest of the deep. You know my junk, but I am YOURS.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Some people brought a man who could neither hear nor speak and asked Jesus to lay a healing hand on him. He took the man off by himself, put his fingers in the man's ears and some spit on the man's tongue. Then Jesus looked up in prayer, groaned mightily, and commanded, "Ephphatha!—Open up!" And it happened. The man's hearing was clear and his speech plain—just like that.
I love that the Jesus pulls us away from the crowd to be with Him in the midst of our inability to hear Him or speak to Him. That He touched the man because that is his only way for him to understand what is happening. I love that Jesus speaks to us in our language. That when my ears and mouth are shut to Him, that Christ finds another way to remind me of His love and grace. Today, the Lord has spoken to me in the sunshine. As my heart ached in hearing the brokenness going on with my family in Nashville and refused to hear the good in it or speak to the Lord about it, He reminded me of His love with His creation. The days have been cold and dreary here in Knoxville this past week, but my soul has found its own warmth in the excitement of events going on. Today, however, my soul is cold and lost in busyness and tiredness but the sun is shining and reminding me of the peace and light found in Christ. The Lord opened my ears and mouth by opening my eyes and speaking my language. He pulled me out of the crowdedness of my schedule and out of the worry and opened my hears to hear Him say, "I love you, Lindsey. Trust me with today. Know that I am with you. Do not worry, remember that everything is in My hands." And in hearing Him, my mouth was opened. I was reminded to let go of my burdens and pour out my heart. To give up my worries and let my day revolve around closeness and conversation with Him. The Lord's holiness has rescued me today from making it all about me. The Lord groans for my heart, eyes, ears, mouth, mind, and soul to be opened. To be healed and restored. He groans for a relationship with me.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
if you love me at all, get me out of here.
I'm no good to you dead, am I?
I can't sing in your choir if I'm buried in some tomb!
has been floating forty days and nights
On the flood of my tears.
My mattress is soaked, soggy with tears.
The sockets of my eyes are black holes;
nearly blind, I squint and grope. "
My requests have all been granted,
my prayers are answered.
Cowards, my enemies disappear.
Disgraced, they turn tail and run."