Tuesday, December 27, 2011

The Common Makes Sense, But Who Can Understand Wise?

Good Morning Dad ~

I thank you for being Lord of All; holy lovely and pure; faithful to complete your will and allowing nothing to return to you void. 

Make all the hopes which I believe and trust in because of my faith in your goodness and Love for all of us be so magnificently real to me that I - my spirit - my soul will have no vulnerability open to the lesser things pressing in on me.

My heart, soul, strength and will are overwhelmed with the desire to search for you  my Lord God Almighty.  Simply seeking you; for relationship with you above all else. Quiet my soul ~ peace be still.  Consume me Holy Spirit, search me, my inner most thoughts workings, intent ~ refine me as deep as my marrow and bone - separate anything which causes disease to His Kingdom ~ as for me and my house, we seek first the Kingdom of God and whatever you choose to add to that. 

I desire to treat all you bless me with, with the utmost honor for your glory and eternal name sake - and for the unified body of Christ to be above reproach.

May it not only be done to me as is pleasing to you, but may I welcome it as a glad tiding~as the good gifts  raining down from your Heavenly store house.

You are my portion and I am your delight - and all this is not for me - but for those who will come to know, experience and believe.

In Love ~With Christ,
Kisses,
C


Today you will see such magnificent things. 
Patiently trusting the blind eyes always see
My mind, my sight ......
Stop perceiving through past thoughts
The common which makes sense
Just rest in slow motion
My cause ~my effect
As deep as the ocean
As serene as the sea
My wind there to move things
When your wings catch the breeze
My spirit will hoist you
My power lifts your form
When waiting while praising your heart bears no time
You receive all to my glory and be lifted on High
When one with My body
Gale forces won't overtake
 Many work together which propel remarkable speed
Loose the heavy anchors
Don't venture out with one small sail
In me you will not capsize y
You will always roll upon my tides
The journey, the survivors, the olive branch and the dove
Our history, One story, each chapter still being told
No other will mark you
For only I have signed all rights
So take on this adventure
It will be sweet to your soul
All things you are able
They're compatible, this I know

To God be the Glory
For these great things, alone He's done
Your time, your season to frolic with the Son
There hearts which have been broken -
But there is a beat that can't be stop
No drum will we be needing
For our feet in cadence march
To some we bring deliverance
To others their fear runs them out
The stronger wait in liberty
Oh what a celebration their faith brings
Their eyes see what they hoped for
I wrap strong arms around their pain
My kiss restores vitality
In liberty they're on their way
With passion their lips profess
Their Lord God is alive and well
Once knowledge is experienced
Their hope is forever changed
Now faithful in their witness,
Their passion sets captives free
This is the life of Resurrection,
The Only way ~ a Christian believes
It is through Christ we see the Father
and in Him God's image is received

©Edited 2011, Candace Huffmaster, All Rights Reserved
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