Surrender

My hands hold safely to my dreams, clutching tightly not one has fallen. So many years I’ve shaped each one, reflecting my heart showing who I am. Now you’re asking me to show what I am holding oh so tightly. Cant open my hands cant let go. Does it matter? Should I show you? Cant you let me go? Surrender, surrender you whisper gently. You say I will be free I know, but cant you see my dreams are me. Say you have a plan for me and that you want the best for my life. Told me the world had yet to see what you could do with one that’s committed to your call. I know of course what I should do, and I cant hold these dreams forever. If I give them now to you will you seek them away forever or can I dream again?

I am reminded of a story that we all know about the rich young ruler. He asked Jesus what could he do to enter in the kingdom of heaven. Jesus replied, sell all you have and follow me. the young man left in sorrow for he had great wealth. My interpretation of what he actually wanted as for the young man to surrender himself to the will of God. Sometimes I wonder if the man had just said sure maybe he wouldn’t have even had to sell all his possessions. Maybe Jesus just wanted him to be willing to surrender all.

I know in my own life I have experienced times when I had to lay down my pride and what I had planned for the will of God to be manifested in my life. I remember when I was faced with the decision to end my somewhat musical *career* so to speak. I had built up what I thought was intended for my life when in fact God had a whole different plan for me. And when I gave Him my everything and gave him my dreams He led me down a way I never dreamed of. I felt a new calling to the youth and music ministry I had never had before. God opened doors for me to minister to young people and to see the change in their lives and be there for them. He has also renewed the desire to see the promises he has in store for me.

Surrender isn’t always easy for us. It involves admitting our weaknesses. To understand that we are nothing and God is sovereign and supreme ruler in our lives. Until we give him ultimate control we are running our own lives which in the end leads to destruction. I never knew what my life could be like when I gave it to God until I did. I gave him my dreams, my life, my time, my heart, and my future. My trust is in him and him alone and he will take care of me and has always done so. I surrender all, I surrender all. All to thee my blessed savior. I surrender all.

... As if it were your last...

... I'll never forget...

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A Different Kind of Valentine

I was thinking about Valentines Day and how much I hate it and dread its coming. I read an article written by a girl my age who was feeling the same sadness, loneliness, heartache, and etc. After reading that I thought about how although I don’t have a love so to speak I have the love of God.

I think about how much He has done for me in the past and present, and what He will do in the future. I also think of His sacrifice and how He paid a debt that I could not. He showed the ultimate act of love by dying on a cross for my sins. Because of Him I can live and be free today.

It sounds cheesy, but this year I will say Jesus is my Valentine. He is the love of my life.

So this year on V-Day I will try not to think so negatively on it. I will celebrate the love of God.

A Call to Worship

When I was a kid I always wanted to be something more than the ordinary. I used to dream about being a superstar or a superhero. I wanted to have a life that was something to be remembered.

Ok so the superstardom was kind of thrown out the door. My name hasn’t been in lights any time recently. I am certain one day I will be discovered for my apple throwing skills or what not.

The superhero thing didn’t work out so well either. I haven’t fallen into any kind of radioactive mixture, and I am afraid of spiders so there goes that one.

I may never achieve the things that I always thought were my dreams, but I do have an extraordinary life.

I am a worshipper. First and foremost in my life I am called to worship. I am called to lift my hands and praise Him with my life, my songs, and my heart. I may not be the most amazing person to ever walk the face of the earth, but I have a higher calling. If I sit down on my special task I am declining the call. I want to answer the call.

America needs God

America the beautiful,

or so you used to be.

Land of the Pilgrims' pride;

I'm glad they'll never see.

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Babies piled in dumpsters,

Abortion on demand,

Oh, sweet land of liberty;

your house is on the sand.

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Our children wander aimlessly

poisoned by cocaine

choosing to indulge their lusts,

when God has said abstain

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From sea to shining sea,

our Nation turns away

From the teaching of God's love

and a need to always pray.

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We've kept God in our temples,

how callous we have grown.

When earth is but His footstool,

and Heaven is His throne.

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We've voted in a government

that's rotting at the core,

Appointing Godless Judges;

who throw reason out the door,

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Too soft to place a killer

in a well deserved tomb,

But brave enough to kill a baby

before he leaves the womb.

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You think that God's not angry,

that our land's a moral slum?

How much longer will He wait

before His judgment comes?

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How are we to face our God,

from Whom we cannot hide?

What then is left for us to do,

but stem this evil tide?

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If we who are His children,

will humbly turn and pray;

Seek His holy face

and mend our evil way:

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Then God will hear from Heaven;

and forgive us of our sins,

He'll heal our sickly land

and those who live within.

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But, America the Beautiful,

If you don't - then you will see,

A sad but Holy God

withdraw His hand from Thee.

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~~Judge Roy Moore~~