Redeemed

Seems like all I can see was the struggle
Haunted by ghosts that lived in my past
Bound up in shackles of all my failures
Wondering how long is this gonna last


Then You look at this prisoner and say to me "son
Stop fighting a fight that's already been won"
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/big-daddy-weave-redeemed-lyrics.html ]
I am redeemed, You set me free
So I'll shake off theses heavy chains
Wipe away every stain now I'm not who I used to be
I am redeemed



All my life I have been called unworthy
Named by the voice of my shame and regret





But when I hear You whisper, "Child lift up your head"
I remember oh God, You're not done with me yet











I am redeemed, You set me free
So I'll shake off theses heavy chains
Wipe away every stain now I'm not who I used to be
I am redeemed

I don't have to be the old man inside of me
Cause his day is long dead and gone

I've got a new name, a new life I'm not the same
And a hope that will carry me home    

I am redeemed, You set me free
So I'll shake off theses heavy chains
Wipe away every stain now I'm not who I used to be
I am redeemed
 Redeemed by Big Daddy Weave

Torn

 

There are two parts to ever heart.

 

The part that knows what it is.

 

And the part that knows what it is suppose to be.

 

Daily there is a battle, it is fierce, it is constant, and it is for everything.

 

All chips on the table, you read them and weep.

 

What will become of me. What will become of my heart.

For I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate.

Romans 7:15

 

The struggles are in everything we do.

Every word spoken.

Every thought allowed.

Every little action.

And emotion felt.

 

For me, I have struggled with a spirit of timidity.



 

I have found that the more I allowed myself to let these emotions fester, the worse they got.

To the point where I wouldn't even want to go into a store I had never been in before.

This of course is a silly thing.

I have felt from a young age that my heart was meant to be free.

Not free from love or order, or emotions.

But free from the constraints of the world.

 



 

Some people have hearts that are bound my form. Their hearts are of such that they always know the proper thing to do. Their hearts rejoice in the comfort of know how to act and how to make others feel at home. A most valuable sort of heart to be sure. Not bound in the sense of  shackles but of the sense of a great a mighty mountain. Who will never go far, and will certainly never fly. Yet it is no less. It is a haven to many wild creatures, a comfort and guide to travelers.                                     

 

 

All this to say that I am indeed not one of those souls.

As much as I would like to be

I am not.

 

 

 

I am of the kind that longs to run through wild fields.

And climb great mountains.

And to live each day in the most adventurous way one possibly can.

 

 

This however does not come from a spirit of fear.

 

 

for God gave us a spirit not of fear, but of power and love and of self control.

2 tim 1:7

 

 

This is my struggle.

One of many.

 

 

There is a song by a wonderful Christian band called Chasing the Son

The song is called Up in Smoke

this first line goes like this

 

 

" My nature defies my hearts desire,

so why do i do that which I hate,

 

I need a Savior to rescue me from my self

for I see no escape"

 

 

 

I need a rescuer ever day.

One that can break off the changes I would bind myself with

and free my heart to fly

 

that is something that only our dear Lord can do

I use the example of myself because it is a story I know

 

Every ones story is different

and ever ones the same

 

we are all in great need

we need someone to slay the dragon around our souls

because no one was ever became who they were suppose to be trapped in a tower.

 

I digress into a fairy tale analogy because it rings with truth I think anyone can ever understand.

 

The Prince could not rescue his princess until he himself is free

A princess can never live a life of love trapped all by herself

 

 

 For I delight in the law of God, in my inner being, but I see in my members another law waging war against the law of my mind and making me captive to the law of sin that dwells in my members. Wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death? Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, I myself serve the law of God with my mind, but with my flesh I serve the law of sin.

Romans 7:22-25

 

 

We are no longer sin

but free people

who serve the mighty and just King.

 

 

So as I sit here in front of a computer, legs Indian style, drinking a caffeine coke, I do not feel particularly adventurous.

 

Sometimes its simply enough to rest in the comfort of knowing God.

 

As we go through our lives, we must surrender day by day our bandages

and let the love of Christ give us wings.

 

I pray that for you and for me.

 

 

 

Until next time

Quippy







Love. Post 1of 14

Welcome to Febuary! I cant believe that it is here. This month I am going to do 14 posts on love. Unfortunetly I do not have the opportunity to blog every day but each post will represent the days leading up untill valentines day. I am going to hit on ideas such as what love is and isnt. Maybe show some songs that I feel describe Biblical love, who knows I might even do a crafty one! Lets start.

 These last month I have spent a massive amount of time in Gods word. I've read
*1st and 2nd Peter,
*1st and 2nd Timothy,
*Philipians,
*Colossians,
*1st Thesalonians
*and I am on the 2nd one now.
The last time I read this much of the Bible in such a small amount of time was a few years ago when I tried to read through the entire New Testament in a year. I never finnished or found it very rewarding.
I discovered that the problem was that I was treating it like a text book instead of love letter from the maker of the universe.




Think about it. How do you read a text book?
If your like me its somthing along the lines of
*first figuring out how much I have to read (so I dont go over).
* Groaning at the seemingly ungodly number
*Staring at the clock and trying to determine how much of my life this is asking for
*skim, while highlighting the parts I will need to come back to quickly while studding later on
In essence, learning what I need to learn in the shortest amount of time so I can do somthing that is really interesting...like knitting

But how do you (would you) read a love letter?
*quickly tearing it open with great anticpation
*reading slowly
*carefully
*deeply
*your heart would swell as you read the best parts over and over
*you would keep it in nice condition
* read it on stormy nights, soaking in the words
* memorize parts of it and think of them durring your day to day activities.




Now the God of the universe, who has known you, and planned your life from before he flung the stars into the heavens writes you a letter. The and in it he tells you how much he truly cares for you and how how wants you to live. And that if you fallow this plan of His you are going to do great and wonderful things!
And that he is building you the perfect house in his mansion. Better than any of the ones you could imagine here on earth. He knows you better than you know your self, so it is going to be awsome! He writes of all the amazing things that he has done in the past out of love to you. Such as sending his son, a part of himself, to be tortured, killed, and put in a grave. But not just to do that, but to kill death its self. To make a path for you, his broken little child to come to him.
 
This is the Bible.
This is love.