Hi Erin. How's it goin'? Man, this remix is kickin'! So anywho. Today in choir I was like, "Man, I really don't want to do this." Ya, that's my story. What's yours?
It had better involve explosions.
Dang it, i can't trust anyone. i told him not to go on to my blog.- the above- in blue was written by my friend Vaughn. thankfully he did not read it- our secrets have not been revealed. (jk)
so anyway- guess what? for creative writing we actually have to write on a blog. i will soon be involved in 5 seperate blogs at the same time. which is intense. i hope the rest of the people on the school blog will not be able to find my other blogs.
So basically, i'm exhausted, sick, tired, stressed, frusterated with people, stressed, and i feel like curling up in bed and just staying there until the week is over. the only thing that is really keeping me together this week is prayer and my beautiful saviour. and what's really weird is the fact that the heavier my world seems to be on my shoulders, the more God's been teaching me hardcore how he loves me. this week espicially. he keeps on making me fall in love with him in a way i've never felt before. Because i keep on being struck with the fact that I'm a daughter of a King. I'm a wife to the saviour of the world. I'm friends to a God that is sovreign and so above me in his ways that i will never understand.
Spirit, you are alive and working. Sometimes, i just have to open my eyes. Open my eyes to the hearts around me. Open my eyes so that i might experience your glory even more than i have. I want to see with your eyes. I want to see hearts the way you do that i might learn to love your children as you do. But your ways are higher. You are God, King, Saviour while i am a child, a human with an evil heart. I am nothing without your son.
Daddy, right now i want to lift up my sisters.we all need to find worth in you. in this world were we are constantly thrown into the idea that we have to be something that they've created, help us understand who you've created us to be. You have created every thought, ever part of us, everything that we have done and will do is written down in your book even before it happened. you are the only thing that makes us complete and whole. You are the only person who could love us the way you do no one else is capable of such a huge love, of such a pure love.
I'm frusterated with the fact that words can not express who you are. I wish our ability to write and to speak would make us capable to catch a glimpse of you. i can not even come close to expressing it.
I'm not worthy to call you my father and yet you called me daughter. You called me your child. you called me love. God i want to ask that you would give us wisdom and discernment as we seek your voice in the middle of a world that has voices shouting at us everyday. Help us hear your voice clearly and know your truths and be able to seperate it from the lies that the world and even the devil throw at us everyday.
God help us to know that we are beautiful. Help us to know that we are yours. Give us an understanding of the fact that we are princesses. help us realize that along with taking up a cross everyday, you've also placed on our heads a crown that people might look at us and realize that we are princesses, who have a father that adores us. thank you for adoring us. Thank you for making me smile. Wow, whenever i'm having a crazy day, or i'm exhausted, you show me what it means to have joy.
" The spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me, for the Lord has appointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted and to proclaim that captives will be released and prisoners will be freed. He has sent me to tell those who mourn that the time of the Lord's favor has come, and with it, the day of God's anger against their enemies. To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the Lord has planted for his own glory." Isaiah 61:1-3
"... for the Lord delights in you and he will claim you as his bride. Your children will commit themselves to you, O Jerusalem, just as a young man commits himself to his bride. Then God will rejoice over you as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride." Isaiah 62: 4
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wow.. i wish that i could be that on fire about god... how do u do it erin??
every time i read your bogging, i can always tell that it is you. it has been revealed to me (and it always was extreemely obvoius) that your gift is the gift of faith. i dont know why i havent noticed it before, but it is really encouraging to me. thank you so much.
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