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Happy Birthday Jesus!

Much jubilation in thinking that we are celebrating the birth of our King. Today when we wake it’s not about all the presents under the tree. It’s about the presence of the Lord we have in our hearts. It is about our loved ones He has gifted us to share such celebrations with. It is about the food that will make our bellies full today, the roof over our heads, and the cozy bed we lie in until the time comes to rise up.

Give thanks today, lift your hands in praise for all the gifts of 2020. It may have been for some a very hard pressed year, it as well though can be one to be grateful for. I know I have grown so much in the Lord in this past year. He has given me so much to smile, laugh, and cheer about. God is always faithful to reveal His presence even in the midst of what we may feel like is the biggest storm our life has seen. Jesus is the reason for the season!

Merry Christmas! 🎄🎁

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Met with my maker

A conversation with my Heavenly Father;

Come unto to me child, let me lift that fallen chin so you can feel the sunlight beam, and turn your frown upside down. 

I am here

Come unto me child, you are cold with naked skin let me clothe you and give you rest.

 I am here

Come unto me child, you are so weak thinking you can not bare to go on, let me carry you in your weariness. Whisper you a lullaby.

 I am here

Come unto me child, anxiety ridden your heart is heavy laden. I will take it all do not despair. 

I am here

Come unto me child, let me wipe the new fallen tears. With each tear let all the fear be soaked up. Look up into my eyes, I your father have you. 

I am here

Come unto me child, let me wrap you in my love. As gentle as a dove I will take you under my wing. You still have many years of song left in you. You will sing again, praises.

 I am here 

Come unto me child, you have walked many a mile. Your feet are calloused, and so much malice. Let me sweep you up off the gravel you walk. In me take stock, you are my flock. I take great pride in you. No more squabble just sweet surrender, I will give resting peace.

I am here

Come unto me child enter into my Kingdom. Upon your leave you will be holy, unrecognizable. Everyone will ask where you have been. You can I say I was with my father, the makeover you see in me is Him. He has taken residence in my heart. Radiating from my skin.

I am here

Come unto me child, it is a new day with a new start. All the years stolen I have given you back. You need not fret for another moment, I have you. We are one, and the Holy spirit is there as your guide. Hide no more. Walk out your door with your held high, for with me you are taller yet. You have been met with your maker.

I am here

The LORD appeared to him from afar, saying, “I have loved you with an everlasting love; Therefore I have drawn you with lovingkindness. Jeremiah 31:3

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Me a display of He the potter, and I the clay

Oh Lord when my life became yours I know I illumated the morning sun. Every beam that sprung from it. Rays of hope, grace, mercy, and love all from thee above. Attributes

Oh Lord when I became yours I know that my gait was audacious for you were at my right side. I wanted everyone to see your love in me, spilling from every chasm loves light. Bestow  

Oh Lord when I became yours I shed my old skin, and was clothed with honor, dignity, and strength within. Redeem

Oh Lord when I became yours you made me a display, you the potter and I clay. Into the kiln, refiners fire my hearts one desire. To know 

Oh Lord when I became yours my smile was from ear to ear, and rapturous was my new found love, bold for all to behold. Take witness

Oh Lord when I became yours it was that of a new birth. My soul longeth after thee, and to emit from within. Forgiveness 

For there is no greater love known to man than to lay down one’s life for his friends. John 15:13

Now how could a love like this not radiate all across the land, such sweet fragrance in that of my potter’s hands. Mold me, make me, take me. With these hands I lift in praise of you the potter, and I the clay. Adhere

Oh Lord when I became yours it was thee I adore, my heart yours for the taking. Breaking my old from self, so I can now break bread with you. Remembrance

Take me, Mold me
Use me, Fill me
I give my life to the Potter’s hands
Hold me, Guide me
Lead me, Walk beside me
I give my life to the Potter’s hand Hillsong Worship