Saturday, January 3
If God showed me anything this past week it was this:
-He wants my all, and I want to give it, He deserve nothing less, and I want nothing less than to know Him more, I want nothing else. Nothing.
-My secret place needs serious reconstruction.
-I want to be wholly abandoned, living without compromise.
-Things that I thought mattered, don't. And things I didn't think mattered, do.
[Misty Edwards lyrics have been inspiring me greatly.]
He's after my soul and He wants it whole. He's jealous and He's not giving up. He's the hound of Heaven and He is chasing me down. God, thank you that you don't leave me in my complacency, tranquility, and immaturity. I don't want the vanity of vanities I'm looking for the reality of all realities, I want to see beauty. Truth enraptures me. Looking at You is the only way I can survive, without it I stumble. Give me a steady gaze.