Hello! I'm back on the grid!
I had an excellent summer in Utah with my family and now I'm back at IHOPU. Things are a little crazy, but good. I'm in transition.
Anyways I thought I'd make a top 10 list. This list is about my top 10 IHOP songs that have impacted me recently [past couple years] (most of IHOP's music has been hitting me so I have to limit myself to 10; this is also subtracting oracles)
1. Dove's eyes (revolutionized "worship time" when I first heard it years ago)
2. Baptize my heart (all of misty's songs really)
3. Strong Love (All of Jon thurlow)
4. Only One (brandon Hampton)check this out!
5. all of the Joy cd
6. Lord I know you love me- Jon Thurlow
7. Dark but Lovely (sarah Edwards)
8. Shekinah Glory
9. Justin Rizzo's songs/sets
10. And this song by Jaye thomas (don't know the title but here are the lyrics- AWESOME!
I believe you move at the sound of my voice, I believe yo move at the sound of my voice, I believe you move at the sound of my voice, I believe you move at the sound of my voice.You heard my cry, and you answered me.You heard my cry, and you answered me.I love the Lord, for He heard heard my cry, He delivered me, I love the Lord, for He heard heard my cry, He delivered me, I love the Lord, for He heard heard my cry, He delivered me, from my fears.
You lifted me up, higher and higher.
So shall I be saved from my enemies.
You are the great deliver, you are the great deliver, you are the great deliver of my soul.
soooo excellent!
but really everyone here is so good and talented and they love the Lord. They give everything for the Lord.
I'm inspired!
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Saturday, May 28, 2011
Song of Solomn
OH MY! This is by St. John of the Cross, and I HAVE to share it with you. All of his stuff is good!! This is his version of Song of Solomon. Check it out!
SONG OF THE SOUL AND THE BRIDEGROOM
I
THE BRIDE
Where hast Thou hidden Thyself,
And abandoned me in my groaning, O my Beloved?
Thou hast fled like the hart,
Having wounded me.
I ran after Thee, crying; but Thou wert gone.
II
O shepherds, you who go
Through the sheepcots up the hill,
If you shall see Him
Whom I love the most,
Tell Him I languish, suffer, and die.
III
In search of my Love
I will go over mountains and strands;
I will gather no flowers,
I will fear no wild beasts;
And pass by the mighty and the frontiers.
IV
O groves and thickets
Planted by the hand of the Beloved;
O verdant meads
Enamelled with flowers,
Tell me, has He passed by you?
V
ANSWER OF THE CREATURES
A thousand graces diffusing
He passed through the groves in haste,
And merely regarding them
As He passed
Clothed them with His beauty.
VI
THE BRIDE
Oh! who can heal me?
Give me at once Thyself,
Send me no more
A messenger
Who cannot tell me what I wish.
VII
All they who serve are telling me
Of Thy unnumbered graces;
And all wound me more and more,
And something leaves me dying,
I know not what, of which they are darkly speaking.
VIII
But how thou perseverest, O life,
Not living where thou livest;
The arrows bring death
Which thou receivest
From thy conceptions of the Beloved.
IX
Why, after wounding
This heart, hast Thou not healed it?
And why, after stealing it,
Hast Thou thus abandoned it,
And not carried away the stolen prey?
X
Quench Thou my troubles,
For no one else can soothe them;
And let mine eyes behold Thee,
For thou art their light,
And I will keep them for Thee alone.
XI
Reveal Thy presence,
And let the vision and Thy beauty kill me,
Behold the malady
Of love is incurable
Except in Thy presence and before Thy face.
XII
O crystal well!
Oh that on Thy silvered surface
Thou wouldest mirror forth at once
Those eyes desired
Which are outlined in my heart!
XIII
Turn them away, O my Beloved!
I am on the wing:
THE BRIDEGROOM
Return, My Dove!
The wounded hart
Looms on the hill
In the air of thy flight and is refreshed.
XIV
My Beloved is the mountains,
The solitary wooded valleys,
The strange islands,
The roaring torrents,
The whisper of the amorous gales;
XV
The tranquil night
At the approaches of the dawn,
The silent music,
The murmuring solitude,
The supper which revives, and enkindles love.
XVI
Catch us the foxes,
For our vineyard hath flourished;
While of roses
We make a nosegay,
And let no one appear on the hill.
XVII
O killing north wind, cease!
Come, south wind, that awakenest love!
Blow through my garden,
And let its odours flow,
And the Beloved shall feed among the flowers.
XVIII
O nymphs of Judea!
While amid the flowers and the rose-trees
The amber sends forth its perfume,
Tarry in the suburbs,
And touch not our thresholds.
XIX
Hide thyself, O my Beloved!
Turn Thy face to the mountains,
Do not speak,
But regard the companions
Of her who is travelling amidst strange islands.
XX
THE BRIDEGROOM
Light-winged birds,
Lions, fawns, bounding does,
Mountains, valleys, strands,
Waters, winds, heat,
And the terrors that keep watch by night;
XXI
By the soft lyres
And the siren strains, I adjure you,
Let your fury cease,
And touch not the wall,
That the bride may sleep in greater security.
XXII
The bride has entered
The pleasant and desirable garden,
And there reposes to her heart's content;
Her neck reclining
On the sweet arms of the Beloved.
XXIII
Beneath the apple-tree
There wert thou betrothed;
There I gave thee My hand,
And thou wert redeemed
Where thy mother was corrupted.
XXIV
THE BRIDE
Our bed is of flowers
By dens of lions encompassed,
Hung with purple,
Made in peace,
And crowned with a thousand shields of gold.
XXV
In Thy footsteps
The young ones run Thy way;
At the touch of the fire
And by the spiced wine,
The divine balsam flows.
XXVI
In the inner cellar
Of my Beloved have I drunk; and when I went forth
Over all the plain
I knew nothing,
And lost the flock I followed before.
XXVII
There He gave me His breasts,
There He taught me the science full of sweetness.
And there I gave to Him
Myself without reserve;
There I promised to be His bride.
XXVIII
My soul is occupied,
And all my substance in His service;
Now I guard no flock,
Nor have I any other employment:
My sole occupation is love.
XXIX
If, then, on the common land
I am no longer seen or found,
You will say that I am lost;
That, being enamoured,
I lost myself; and yet was found.
XXX
Of emeralds, and of flowers
In the early morning gathered,
We will make the garlands,
Flowering in Thy love,
And bound together with one hair of my head.
XXXI
By that one hair
Thou hast observed fluttering on my neck,
And on my neck regarded,
Thou wert captivated;
And wounded by one of my eyes.
XXXII
When Thou didst regard me,
Thine eyes imprinted in me Thy grace:
For this didst Thou love me again,
And thereby mine eyes did merit
To adore what in Thee they saw
XXXIII
Despise me not,
For if I was swarthy once
Thou canst regard me now;
Since Thou hast regarded me,
Grace and beauty hast Thou given me.
XXXIV
THE BRIDEGROOM
The little white dove
Has returned to the ark with the bough;
And now the turtle-dove
Its desired mate
On the green banks has found.
XXXV
In solitude she lived,
And in solitude built her nest;
And in solitude, alone
Hath the Beloved guided her,
In solitude also wounded with love.
XXXVI
THE BRIDE
Let us rejoice, O my Beloved!
Let us go forth to see ourselves in Thy beauty,
To the mountain and the hill,
Where the pure water flows:
Let us enter into the heart of the thicket.
XXXVII
We shall go at once
To the deep caverns of the rock
Which are all secret,
There we shall enter in
And taste of the new wine of the pomegranate.
XXXVIII
There thou wilt show me
That which my soul desired;
And there Thou wilt give at once,
O Thou, my life!
That which Thou gavest me the other day.
XXXIX
The breathing of the air,
The song of the sweet nightingale,
The grove and its beauty
In the serene night,
With the flame that consumes, and gives no pains.
XL
None saw it;
Neither did Aminadab appear
The siege was intermitted,
And the cavalry dismounted
At the sight of the waters.
SONG OF THE SOUL AND THE BRIDEGROOM
I
THE BRIDE
Where hast Thou hidden Thyself,
And abandoned me in my groaning, O my Beloved?
Thou hast fled like the hart,
Having wounded me.
I ran after Thee, crying; but Thou wert gone.
II
O shepherds, you who go
Through the sheepcots up the hill,
If you shall see Him
Whom I love the most,
Tell Him I languish, suffer, and die.
III
In search of my Love
I will go over mountains and strands;
I will gather no flowers,
I will fear no wild beasts;
And pass by the mighty and the frontiers.
IV
O groves and thickets
Planted by the hand of the Beloved;
O verdant meads
Enamelled with flowers,
Tell me, has He passed by you?
V
ANSWER OF THE CREATURES
A thousand graces diffusing
He passed through the groves in haste,
And merely regarding them
As He passed
Clothed them with His beauty.
VI
THE BRIDE
Oh! who can heal me?
Give me at once Thyself,
Send me no more
A messenger
Who cannot tell me what I wish.
VII
All they who serve are telling me
Of Thy unnumbered graces;
And all wound me more and more,
And something leaves me dying,
I know not what, of which they are darkly speaking.
VIII
But how thou perseverest, O life,
Not living where thou livest;
The arrows bring death
Which thou receivest
From thy conceptions of the Beloved.
IX
Why, after wounding
This heart, hast Thou not healed it?
And why, after stealing it,
Hast Thou thus abandoned it,
And not carried away the stolen prey?
X
Quench Thou my troubles,
For no one else can soothe them;
And let mine eyes behold Thee,
For thou art their light,
And I will keep them for Thee alone.
XI
Reveal Thy presence,
And let the vision and Thy beauty kill me,
Behold the malady
Of love is incurable
Except in Thy presence and before Thy face.
XII
O crystal well!
Oh that on Thy silvered surface
Thou wouldest mirror forth at once
Those eyes desired
Which are outlined in my heart!
XIII
Turn them away, O my Beloved!
I am on the wing:
THE BRIDEGROOM
Return, My Dove!
The wounded hart
Looms on the hill
In the air of thy flight and is refreshed.
XIV
My Beloved is the mountains,
The solitary wooded valleys,
The strange islands,
The roaring torrents,
The whisper of the amorous gales;
XV
The tranquil night
At the approaches of the dawn,
The silent music,
The murmuring solitude,
The supper which revives, and enkindles love.
XVI
Catch us the foxes,
For our vineyard hath flourished;
While of roses
We make a nosegay,
And let no one appear on the hill.
XVII
O killing north wind, cease!
Come, south wind, that awakenest love!
Blow through my garden,
And let its odours flow,
And the Beloved shall feed among the flowers.
XVIII
O nymphs of Judea!
While amid the flowers and the rose-trees
The amber sends forth its perfume,
Tarry in the suburbs,
And touch not our thresholds.
XIX
Hide thyself, O my Beloved!
Turn Thy face to the mountains,
Do not speak,
But regard the companions
Of her who is travelling amidst strange islands.
XX
THE BRIDEGROOM
Light-winged birds,
Lions, fawns, bounding does,
Mountains, valleys, strands,
Waters, winds, heat,
And the terrors that keep watch by night;
XXI
By the soft lyres
And the siren strains, I adjure you,
Let your fury cease,
And touch not the wall,
That the bride may sleep in greater security.
XXII
The bride has entered
The pleasant and desirable garden,
And there reposes to her heart's content;
Her neck reclining
On the sweet arms of the Beloved.
XXIII
Beneath the apple-tree
There wert thou betrothed;
There I gave thee My hand,
And thou wert redeemed
Where thy mother was corrupted.
XXIV
THE BRIDE
Our bed is of flowers
By dens of lions encompassed,
Hung with purple,
Made in peace,
And crowned with a thousand shields of gold.
XXV
In Thy footsteps
The young ones run Thy way;
At the touch of the fire
And by the spiced wine,
The divine balsam flows.
XXVI
In the inner cellar
Of my Beloved have I drunk; and when I went forth
Over all the plain
I knew nothing,
And lost the flock I followed before.
XXVII
There He gave me His breasts,
There He taught me the science full of sweetness.
And there I gave to Him
Myself without reserve;
There I promised to be His bride.
XXVIII
My soul is occupied,
And all my substance in His service;
Now I guard no flock,
Nor have I any other employment:
My sole occupation is love.
XXIX
If, then, on the common land
I am no longer seen or found,
You will say that I am lost;
That, being enamoured,
I lost myself; and yet was found.
XXX
Of emeralds, and of flowers
In the early morning gathered,
We will make the garlands,
Flowering in Thy love,
And bound together with one hair of my head.
XXXI
By that one hair
Thou hast observed fluttering on my neck,
And on my neck regarded,
Thou wert captivated;
And wounded by one of my eyes.
XXXII
When Thou didst regard me,
Thine eyes imprinted in me Thy grace:
For this didst Thou love me again,
And thereby mine eyes did merit
To adore what in Thee they saw
XXXIII
Despise me not,
For if I was swarthy once
Thou canst regard me now;
Since Thou hast regarded me,
Grace and beauty hast Thou given me.
XXXIV
THE BRIDEGROOM
The little white dove
Has returned to the ark with the bough;
And now the turtle-dove
Its desired mate
On the green banks has found.
XXXV
In solitude she lived,
And in solitude built her nest;
And in solitude, alone
Hath the Beloved guided her,
In solitude also wounded with love.
XXXVI
THE BRIDE
Let us rejoice, O my Beloved!
Let us go forth to see ourselves in Thy beauty,
To the mountain and the hill,
Where the pure water flows:
Let us enter into the heart of the thicket.
XXXVII
We shall go at once
To the deep caverns of the rock
Which are all secret,
There we shall enter in
And taste of the new wine of the pomegranate.
XXXVIII
There thou wilt show me
That which my soul desired;
And there Thou wilt give at once,
O Thou, my life!
That which Thou gavest me the other day.
XXXIX
The breathing of the air,
The song of the sweet nightingale,
The grove and its beauty
In the serene night,
With the flame that consumes, and gives no pains.
XL
None saw it;
Neither did Aminadab appear
The siege was intermitted,
And the cavalry dismounted
At the sight of the waters.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Ps. 16- boundary lines
Psalm 16:5 O LORD, You are the portion of my inheritance and my cup;
You maintain my lot.
6 The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Yes, I have a good inheritance.
NIV says boundary lines
Being in the season of wilderness I've been noticing that the Lord has been hedging me in and keeping me close. (Thank you Jesus!)
The word "boundary" caught my attention. I have limits. I have a boundary line that if I pass over means I won't be in my territory. But the Lord has set my lines in pleasant places. He has put me in a good place, even if I feel "hemmed in" its really good there. And if the Lord is my portion and He maintains my lot, then its beautiful! In Him is everything, and He is BIG, transcendent, mysterious. The place I'm living in has too be good then.
I was also thinking about the Hebrew word Ch'sed- which means mercy or softening and taking the blow of someone else's stupidity. The picture is a stork with her little storkettes. The baby storks wander into a thorn bush, mama stork walks into the middle of it and plucks out her breast feather and pads the edges of the circle of thorns so that the storkettes don't hurt themselves. (Storks really do this). So there are missing feathers and probably blood on the chest of this stork. Pretty cool huh? The stork didn't take them out of the thornbush, but took her own feathers.
My boundary lines will fall in good places, because the Lord set them. Even when I leave those, we comes after me. Praise God! Ironic though that He always hedges me in using thorns so that I have no where else to go but to Him. God is so great! He is so wanting my affections. And yours!
You maintain my lot.
6 The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Yes, I have a good inheritance.
NIV says boundary lines
Being in the season of wilderness I've been noticing that the Lord has been hedging me in and keeping me close. (Thank you Jesus!)
The word "boundary" caught my attention. I have limits. I have a boundary line that if I pass over means I won't be in my territory. But the Lord has set my lines in pleasant places. He has put me in a good place, even if I feel "hemmed in" its really good there. And if the Lord is my portion and He maintains my lot, then its beautiful! In Him is everything, and He is BIG, transcendent, mysterious. The place I'm living in has too be good then.
I was also thinking about the Hebrew word Ch'sed- which means mercy or softening and taking the blow of someone else's stupidity. The picture is a stork with her little storkettes. The baby storks wander into a thorn bush, mama stork walks into the middle of it and plucks out her breast feather and pads the edges of the circle of thorns so that the storkettes don't hurt themselves. (Storks really do this). So there are missing feathers and probably blood on the chest of this stork. Pretty cool huh? The stork didn't take them out of the thornbush, but took her own feathers.
My boundary lines will fall in good places, because the Lord set them. Even when I leave those, we comes after me. Praise God! Ironic though that He always hedges me in using thorns so that I have no where else to go but to Him. God is so great! He is so wanting my affections. And yours!
Friday, April 29, 2011
End of school year
Well, it is the end of my first school year at IHOPU. I'm sad its over, but I still have 3 more years here so I'm really looking forward to that! SO much has happened in one year! Its hard to believe it! I've gone through 2 journals and am on my 3rd now. Looking back at this year, I remember when I first came. I was really looking forward to studying music and also a little apprehensive because I wasn't sure of the quality level of teaching I would recieve. But in my first semester I only had one class-choir. The leadership was more concerned with my heart toward God than my skill on an instrument. I am so thankful they did it that way! I've had so much happen internally to me than I probably realize. I came here knowing only just a little bit about the supernatural and prophesying and "weird/different" things like that. The Lord has been so good to me in showing how much more there is. How fun He is, how practical and involved He is and wants to be in our lives. I've felt that being here has been like living in a different world than I've ever kenown. God LOVES to talk with me all the time! He loves to speak to me in my dreams and give me strategies. He gives words of knowledge for other people to encourage His Bride. He pours out His Spirit of intercession so that I carry His heart. He gives me such mercy and grace when I feel underserving, when I have had a terrible day He comforts me. He's shown me that everything isn't always, "Well, that's how it is" and that more than anything He is jealous for my heart and affections, and He LOVES me so much. More than I even know. He really is for me, He really enjoys me.
Oh, I've been learning so much!
This year I affectionally call the "Detox season". And right now I'm drawn into the wilderness where I'll be pushed, crushed, taken apart, and washed, loved, spoken to tenderly, and drawn away. He is so good in His tender mercies. They are new every morning.
In the 1st semester my mind was being blown away by God's big plan for humanity and the earth. I found out that from Genesis to Revelation He has carried the theme of His Son all throughout. I remember when I realized that the Lord spoke to me often through my imagination and by giving me pictures. Such a sweet tender feeling. All the times spent in the prayer room of beginning with struggling to sit in a room for 3 1/2 hours to starting to hear Him, then to enjoying being in His presence and communing with the Holy Spirit, and partnering with Him in intercession.
My Father, my Daddy, He is so good! He is so kind. He's taken me up from the miry clay, and set my feet a-dancing! He has brought joy to me. He has called me. He is my life, the reason I'm living.
I love the Lord!
I'm so thankful to the Lord for being here this year. It is exactly where I have needed to be! He is romancing my soul and singing over me, His banner over me is Love! He is drawing me away to Him, He is strengthening my soul and I'm becoming confident in His love.
This is not only about me, He feel this way about you too!
The Lord has broken into my heart with tenderness. He has given me grace. I'm learning music- what I've longed to do since highschool! I'm increasing in the knowledge of God, and by God's grace learning to let go.
I've so enjoyed being on a worship team for school and singing His word- that has unlocked scripture to my heart unlike anything else. Engaging in intercession has also been a big change in me. I love it and am so thankful!
Blessed be the name of the Lord! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU LORD!
Oh, I've been learning so much!
This year I affectionally call the "Detox season". And right now I'm drawn into the wilderness where I'll be pushed, crushed, taken apart, and washed, loved, spoken to tenderly, and drawn away. He is so good in His tender mercies. They are new every morning.
In the 1st semester my mind was being blown away by God's big plan for humanity and the earth. I found out that from Genesis to Revelation He has carried the theme of His Son all throughout. I remember when I realized that the Lord spoke to me often through my imagination and by giving me pictures. Such a sweet tender feeling. All the times spent in the prayer room of beginning with struggling to sit in a room for 3 1/2 hours to starting to hear Him, then to enjoying being in His presence and communing with the Holy Spirit, and partnering with Him in intercession.
My Father, my Daddy, He is so good! He is so kind. He's taken me up from the miry clay, and set my feet a-dancing! He has brought joy to me. He has called me. He is my life, the reason I'm living.
I love the Lord!
I'm so thankful to the Lord for being here this year. It is exactly where I have needed to be! He is romancing my soul and singing over me, His banner over me is Love! He is drawing me away to Him, He is strengthening my soul and I'm becoming confident in His love.
This is not only about me, He feel this way about you too!
The Lord has broken into my heart with tenderness. He has given me grace. I'm learning music- what I've longed to do since highschool! I'm increasing in the knowledge of God, and by God's grace learning to let go.
I've so enjoyed being on a worship team for school and singing His word- that has unlocked scripture to my heart unlike anything else. Engaging in intercession has also been a big change in me. I love it and am so thankful!
Blessed be the name of the Lord! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU LORD!
Monday, April 4, 2011
Long Comment....sort of
Well... I don't know what I'd do a long comment on... Right now as I type, from the confines of my house, I peer through the open blinds and see for the first time the neighbor across the street has two children, both girls. Didn't know that. Sadly, I don't know any of my surrounding neighbors. Yes, I am just a renter in this house and am not staying here permanently, but it feels a little odd. But then again, I've never been approached by them. We did borrow his shovel one time (we don't own one), leaving a nice note on his door explaining the new position of his shovel.
In other news, I've been listening to C.S. Lewis' "Mere Christianity" on audio cd. I love listening to an accent, and it makes me realize that C.S. Lewis is quite sarcastic and witty with his words- unless that is the voice 'actor' or whatever the title would be. I feel like it is quite similar to Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen time-period style, but with less formalities and talk of propriety. But quite similar. Even typing this I am thinking this in an accent, British of sorts. Speaking of British accents have I mentioned some that have thrown me off? I have come across 2 people who are NOT white with British accents. Indeed these 2 have lived in England for some time. One is a Korean, the second is African American. It is incredibly lovely and excellent to hear them, they are some of my favorite people to listen to, not solely because of their accent, but these guys are SO IN LOVE WITH JESUS and have loads of revelation; definetly friends of the Bridegroom.
Well, I love my house and this community, I am astounded and sooooo thankful to the Lord for where He has put me! To be able to talk everyday about what the Lord showed us this day, and what He has been telling us. His mercies are new every morning. Jesus is soo good! I am stirred and provoked to go deeper in the Lord all the time by my lovely roommates, and together we run after Him together. My teachers are incredibly helpful in small things such as format of Harp & Bowl, social things in the model and etc. Today in class we talked about the model and how to have the least social traffic.
Cool.. I just heard a song a friend of mine recorded using my guitar. Makes me feel special, but I need to turn the highs down on my guitar a little. But still, my guitar soundsawesome! Thanks Dad for choosing such a good sounding guitar with me! I miss you and playing guitar and piano with you!!!!!! We should write songs together.
I'm setting a goal: this summer I am going to write one song a week! I'M SO EXCITED! Its gonna be great! Lord, make me your songwriter!
This week is GBF week (Global Bridegroom Fast) so classes are cancelled, which gives me a couple hours of free time this week! THANK YOU JESUS!
Well, this seems like a pretty good rant post.
Much love to you!
Get ready, Jesus is coming!
Blessings!
JOY!
In other news, I've been listening to C.S. Lewis' "Mere Christianity" on audio cd. I love listening to an accent, and it makes me realize that C.S. Lewis is quite sarcastic and witty with his words- unless that is the voice 'actor' or whatever the title would be. I feel like it is quite similar to Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen time-period style, but with less formalities and talk of propriety. But quite similar. Even typing this I am thinking this in an accent, British of sorts. Speaking of British accents have I mentioned some that have thrown me off? I have come across 2 people who are NOT white with British accents. Indeed these 2 have lived in England for some time. One is a Korean, the second is African American. It is incredibly lovely and excellent to hear them, they are some of my favorite people to listen to, not solely because of their accent, but these guys are SO IN LOVE WITH JESUS and have loads of revelation; definetly friends of the Bridegroom.
Well, I love my house and this community, I am astounded and sooooo thankful to the Lord for where He has put me! To be able to talk everyday about what the Lord showed us this day, and what He has been telling us. His mercies are new every morning. Jesus is soo good! I am stirred and provoked to go deeper in the Lord all the time by my lovely roommates, and together we run after Him together. My teachers are incredibly helpful in small things such as format of Harp & Bowl, social things in the model and etc. Today in class we talked about the model and how to have the least social traffic.
Cool.. I just heard a song a friend of mine recorded using my guitar. Makes me feel special, but I need to turn the highs down on my guitar a little. But still, my guitar soundsawesome! Thanks Dad for choosing such a good sounding guitar with me! I miss you and playing guitar and piano with you!!!!!! We should write songs together.
I'm setting a goal: this summer I am going to write one song a week! I'M SO EXCITED! Its gonna be great! Lord, make me your songwriter!
This week is GBF week (Global Bridegroom Fast) so classes are cancelled, which gives me a couple hours of free time this week! THANK YOU JESUS!
Well, this seems like a pretty good rant post.
Much love to you!
Get ready, Jesus is coming!
Blessings!
JOY!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Psalm 23 from Jesus' perspective
Some insight into Harp & Bowl model: On a "Worship with the Word" cycle the team chooses (beforehand) what portion of scripture to do. For about 2 months we sang Psalm 23. Side note- singing scripture has unlocked my heart like none other. Nothing gets the word in me like singing it. Matt Candler or someone asked Mike Bickle what he'd tell someone if he was on his deathbed. Mike replied, "Sing scripture". But really, my heart just seems to open up... anyways
Psalm 23.
For most of those months we sang it as it is read, from our perspective to God. But one day my worship team leader dropped the idea to sing it from Jesus' perspective, as Psalm 23 is between Psalm 22 which is definetly what Jesus say/goes through and 24.
It was a totally new concept, everyone was excited... I was a little nervous. The first time we sang it through I realized how little I had to sing from the perspective of Jesus. I had no language, and I didn't know what to sing. I'd never thought about it like that. But we did it again and again, and it was soo amazing.
Jesus followed the Lord's leading
it please the Father to crush Him
these are some of the choruses that came out:
Psalm 23.
For most of those months we sang it as it is read, from our perspective to God. But one day my worship team leader dropped the idea to sing it from Jesus' perspective, as Psalm 23 is between Psalm 22 which is definetly what Jesus say/goes through and 24.
It was a totally new concept, everyone was excited... I was a little nervous. The first time we sang it through I realized how little I had to sing from the perspective of Jesus. I had no language, and I didn't know what to sing. I'd never thought about it like that. But we did it again and again, and it was soo amazing.
Jesus followed the Lord's leading
it please the Father to crush Him
these are some of the choruses that came out:
- Everything you needed came from the Father's hand, You were leaning, You were trusting
- You said, not my will, but yours be done
- Jesus you were broken for a Bride, Jesus you were broken for our love
- Into your hands I commit my spirit
- For the joy set before you, you endured, you obeyed
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Into the Wilderness
Well!! I wrote a song! This is a testimony to God's goodness, because I had thought I had "writers' block" of some sorts since middle school when it came to song writing. Really I had songs pouring from my soul, but I had believed lies that I couldn't write songs, that theyall were going to be bad etc. I had to push through! But I flung those demons off my pencil by God's goodness and will be writing songs and songs and songs and songs!! Praise God! So here is a rough draft of one song. Too bad you can't here it but here are the lyrics
Into the Wilderness (Song of Solomon Ch. 2 & 3)
In my adultery, in my idolatry, you keep coming after me
You are faithful to me.
My beloved one, You've captured my heart and now
I cannot find you.
You are asking me to move beyond this tree, you said to Me,
"Rise up, my love, and come away"
but I stayed
"The winter is past, the rain is gone, flowers appear on the earth"
But I was afraid of the darkness
Now I'm searching for you x2 the one I love
This is it, valley of decision
Forsake it all to gain You
Or cling to these false comforts
Fleeting and Meaningless
x2
I run into the wilderness
You lead I'll follow
I run into your name
I give it all away to be with You
Oh Jesus, You are everything
I give it all away to be with You
Oh Jesus, You are everything,
you have all I need
I cannot bear to be apart from You
Come and lead this stubborn lamb
take me gently by the hand
I long to be with You
bridge
Do not scorn love, love is the only way
Jesus took the cross, laid down His life for us
Do not scorn love, love is the only way
In this, while still sinners, He proved His love for us
He became a man and walked with us
He's jealous for our love
He went to death and back for us
He's jealous for our love
He's the Bridegroom thats coming for His Bride like the sun
He's jealous for our love.
commentary:
When I wrote this song originally I was going to write a song on Psalm 23. It turned into this after reading a book called Silent songs of worship (ironic I know) by my instructor Dr. Terri L. Terry. Also having taken a class on Song of Solomon played a role too (that was in 1st semester) But I just finished reading a chapter titled, The song of the Wilderness. To lean on Him, to get rid of my own selfish nature I must die in the wilderness. After all we are called to pick up our cross dail. If I want to be a forerunner like John the Baptist then imitating his lifestyle would be a good start He spent loads of time in the wilderness before he started his ministry. Just him and God. Reading that reminded me of the Shulamite maid when the Beloved invites her to come with him to the mountains to which she replies
Until the day breaks
And the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved,
And be like a gazelle
Or a young stag
Upon the mountains of Bether. (S.O.S. 2:17)
Basically those shadows scare me, you go on without me. Then in ch. 3 she is so lovesick she looks for him.
I hope you are blessed upon reading this. This expresses my heart towards the Lord in his invitation to come away with him. And boy is He good to me! Upon just saying 'yes' he is overwhelmed with love for me
Into the Wilderness (Song of Solomon Ch. 2 & 3)
In my adultery, in my idolatry, you keep coming after me
You are faithful to me.
My beloved one, You've captured my heart and now
I cannot find you.
You are asking me to move beyond this tree, you said to Me,
"Rise up, my love, and come away"
but I stayed
"The winter is past, the rain is gone, flowers appear on the earth"
But I was afraid of the darkness
Now I'm searching for you x2 the one I love
This is it, valley of decision
Forsake it all to gain You
Or cling to these false comforts
Fleeting and Meaningless
x2
I run into the wilderness
You lead I'll follow
I run into your name
I give it all away to be with You
Oh Jesus, You are everything
I give it all away to be with You
Oh Jesus, You are everything,
you have all I need
I cannot bear to be apart from You
Come and lead this stubborn lamb
take me gently by the hand
I long to be with You
bridge
Do not scorn love, love is the only way
Jesus took the cross, laid down His life for us
Do not scorn love, love is the only way
In this, while still sinners, He proved His love for us
He became a man and walked with us
He's jealous for our love
He went to death and back for us
He's jealous for our love
He's the Bridegroom thats coming for His Bride like the sun
He's jealous for our love.
commentary:
When I wrote this song originally I was going to write a song on Psalm 23. It turned into this after reading a book called Silent songs of worship (ironic I know) by my instructor Dr. Terri L. Terry. Also having taken a class on Song of Solomon played a role too (that was in 1st semester) But I just finished reading a chapter titled, The song of the Wilderness. To lean on Him, to get rid of my own selfish nature I must die in the wilderness. After all we are called to pick up our cross dail. If I want to be a forerunner like John the Baptist then imitating his lifestyle would be a good start He spent loads of time in the wilderness before he started his ministry. Just him and God. Reading that reminded me of the Shulamite maid when the Beloved invites her to come with him to the mountains to which she replies
Until the day breaks
And the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved,
And be like a gazelle
Or a young stag
Upon the mountains of Bether. (S.O.S. 2:17)
Basically those shadows scare me, you go on without me. Then in ch. 3 she is so lovesick she looks for him.
I hope you are blessed upon reading this. This expresses my heart towards the Lord in his invitation to come away with him. And boy is He good to me! Upon just saying 'yes' he is overwhelmed with love for me
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