While these posts are based on thoughts I've pondered over time about these songs, for these posts, I simply put on my headphones, listen to the song and write what comes to mind.
Sometimes being overly familiar with all the Old Testament stories might be a hindrance to seeing how big our God is. He created everything. He parted the Red Sea. He delivered Daniel from the lions, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego from the fire, and He rained down fire from Heaven for Elijah. Then we also think, that was then, not now. But He never changes.
I won't win this battle with the strength of my own hands. You're the mountain mover, and only You can.
Wow does that sum up our daily Christian walk. All He asks is our weakest yes. Yes, Lord, your will and not mine. Yes, Lord, I will listen and obey. Yes, Lord. Even if we only mean it about ten percent, one percent. Even if we just sigh it out in our weakest moment.
That yes brings all of Him in. He's the Lord of creation, God Almighty, the mountain mover, the way maker. And He respects us enough to wait for that simple yes. And when He has it has brings all of Heaven and His resources to help us.
Find me here in Your presence, I'm not leaving the same.
This is why I pursue worship. He changes me in it. In ways I don't even know. In ways I can't explain. Sometimes it's like He's rearranging my heart and soul. I can sit still in the middle of worship and just know that He's doing whatever it is that needs done. Then later - the next day or week or month I'll realize I'm not the same. That there is more understanding, or more peace, or more patience, or more faith.
He's the potter and I'm the clay. I took a ceramics class in college that made that analogy come to life. Clay is hard to work with. And there are many different kinds of clay. And to work on the wheel the first thing that happens is centering the lump of clay on the wheel. I know He centers me during worship. Then the vessel can begin to take form. But if it fails, the process goes back to centering. When the vessel is formed there are still many steps - moving from the wheel, partial drying, final forming, more drying. Then the fire. And if there are any mistakes or any water still in the clay it will explode in the fire.
He's the potter. He knows the whole process. The order, the timing, and He sees what the vessel will look like when it's finally ready for use. The only job of the clay is to yield itself to the work of the potter.
Such a beautiful song and sentiment. Not really much to say other than for me it's kinda like faith - Lord I believe, help my unbelief. Lord I love You, help me love You more. He's so worthy of our love and adoration. Even in worship I'm too often distracted. Lord give me eyes to see You and ears to hear You more.
I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living
Psalm 27:13 "I would have lost heart, unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living." Psalm 27
When I heard this at church it really made me think. What will it look like to actually see God's goodness?
Psalm 23:6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; And I will dwell in the house of the Lord.
God's goodness is as infinite as He is. There is no end to His goodness. So how does it show up? I think it looks like when we're good to one another - to our family, kids, friends. It's something tangible. People know when you've been good to them. I think if we're tuned in, we know when God is good to us, too. He's the God of the little and big things.
Psalm 144:11-15 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, whose mouth speaks lying words, and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; That our daughters may be as pillars, sculptured in palace style; That our barns may be full, supplying all kinds of produce; That our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields; That our oxen may be well laden; That there be no breaking in or going out;
That there be no outcry in our streets. Happy are the people who are in such a state; Happy are the people whose God is the Lord!
And this journey that we're on, we are dancing to your song, Jesus.
How we love you. How we want you.
The Bride and the Spirit say "Come". I don't think we know yet how much pure joy it gives Jesus for us to simply, collectively, tell Him how much we love and want Him. He's the Bridegroom - He deserves and desires our devotion and affection. Worship can too often lead to introspection instead of adoration.
You're love is like a freight train - it keeps on coming, cannot stop it.
I cannot run away from Your unfailing love.
Wow. A few themes will emerge as I write about all these songs. God's love is at the top of the list. It's literally where everything starts. For God so loved the world. That's it. That's His motivation for everything. God IS love. Love is His only motivation. He pours His love out on us relentlessly. History is just His love story.
The old phrase "you can run but you can't hide" comes to mind. Where can we go God is not there? The universe exists within Him.