when words fail - music speaks.
when music fails - Worship speaks…
Stunning
(Source: theprodigaldaughter-returns)
The girl I used to be. The one I won’t give up on…
Honest Questions - Daniel Bedingfield
Can you see the honest questions in my heart this hour?
I’m opening like a flower to the rain
And do you know the silent sorrows
Of a never ending journey through the pain?
Do you see a brighter day for me, another day, a day?
Do you wonder what’s in store for me, the cure for me, the way?
Oh, look down and see the tears I’ve cried
The lives I’ve lived, the deaths I’ve died
But you died them too, and all for me
You say, “I will pour my water down upon a thirsty barren land
And streams will flow from the dust of your bruised and broken soul
And you will grow like the grass upon the fertile plains of Asia
By the streams of living water
You will grow, oh, you will grow”
Do you know my story from the start?
And do you know me like you’ve always told me?
Do you see the whispers in my heart against your kindness
My eternal blindness?
Do you see?
Do you see a brighter day for me, another day, a day?
Do you wonder what’s in store for me, the cure for me, the way
Oh, look down and see the tears I’ve cried
The lives I’ve lived, the deaths I’ve died
But you died them too, and all for me
You say, “I will pour my water down upon a thirsty barren land
And streams will flow from the dust of your bruised and broken soul
You will grow like the grass upon the fertile plains of Asia
By the streams of living water, you will grow, oh
I will pour my water down upon a thirsty barren land
And streams will flow from the dust of your bruised and broken soul
And you will grow like the grass upon the fertile plains of Asia
By the streams of living water, you will grow
Oh, you will grow
The prodigal Daughter
This actually makes my heart so sad!! But there’s a way out…there can be hope, so long as people WAKE up and make an effort. Speak for those without a voice…
Survival isn’t enough
There’s this urgency I feel inside that I just can’t shake. I’ve never felt it so strong as I do now.
Its the desire to show people the God that I’ve met, to share with them the very little I’ve seen and to know how even that, changes every little thing.
To find the hopeless and the undesirable, the disillusioned and the down and out…and lead them to the heart of the one who loves without exception.
I’m familiar with the ache, that overwhelming sting. that hollow pain that stalks the silence when all the noises and distractions start to fade into the background.
I spent years running hard and fast (even in the good times) not always sure what it was I wanted to escape - but convinced that unless I ran, my world would fall apart, that I’d realise just how shit things can get.
When rejection and abuse and mistrust and disappointment confuse all that you see.
When life has lost its wonder, to make way for this world’s reality that paves the streets and breaks the spirit of the innocent.
When you have everything and everyone you ever wanted, but still its not nearly enough.
When the desires of the rich minority out weigh the desperation of the dying children majority…
Life can seem hell.
But there’s two very different sides to what it is that’s goin on.
So often, and especially for those who’ve not met God - all that’s evident is the suffering and the mess.
But I promise you, i PROMISE you…God is not a myth, He’s not a complacent, unfeeling spectator so wrapped up in His power that He never looks your way.
He isn’t uninterested or disconnected from what it is you feel, who it is you are…how it is you hurt.
He welcomes your questions, your doubts…because it gives him a chance to let you know He’s there, to meet you where you’re at. Where ever you are at!!
He is big enough to hear your anger, to tell Him all the ways you wish He would have stepped in…because then the God of all comfort can come along side you, and do just that - comfort.
I’m not the preaching kind. I cringe at most of the tv evangelists, I struggle with church a lot of the time, I’ve been stung by religion countless times and judged by christians…so hear my heart on this. I don’t use the word Love offhand.
When there’s nothing else left - give Him a chance.
You’ve nothing to lose if I’m wrong, but plenty to gain if I’m right.
I’m passionate about God because I’ve met Him. Because He’s rebuilt for me a life that was nothing more than rubble. He loved me back to life.
He’s been there when I was at my lowest…when I was the bad guy and deserved nothing but contempt. When numbness drove me demented and made me want out for good, He was there.
He put in my path people to reach me and help me heal. who refused to give up or to count me as a lost cause…no matter how hard I pushed them away or rebelled.
He did what it took to reach me, and He’ll do the same for you.
I’ve seen Him turn countless lives around, save people from addiction, abuse, depression, eating disorders. From shame, self hate. From cults.
I’ve seen Him do miracles, turn the hopeless situation into a prayer answered - time and time again!
I know people who’ve survived some of the most horrific trauma you could imagine…who’ve done more than just survive.
Survival isn’t enough. Not even nearly.
Its time to live again, Maybe even for the first time. Don’t do what I did, and wait for years before reaching out for help.
Its time to be free from all the pain and the dull ache you’re swamped with every single day.
And if you’ve not been able to do that on your own, trust Him…
You’re worth more that this xx
The hills of home in the snow…love it
I love this truth!!!
(Source: theprodigaldaughter-returns)
jesus
I’m completely new to Tumblr and was just exploring when I randomly found your blog.. I’m a Nashville 07-08 Mercy Girl :)
I really like your blog. Just being able to sign onto Tumblr and seeing people you can relate to.. it just holds some sort of excitement. I just read one of yours where you were talking about skipping forward in a book, which I do. But just fast forwarding God and cutting Him off. I realize how I do that too and makes me want to work on it. Thought I'd share that and helping me come to some realizations-living-life-without-an-eraser
thank you…i think its Gods plan that we talk out the stuff he’s teaching us - otherwise theres a chance that the seeds that he’s sowing will never come to anything.
i love your blog too btw, one of my favourite follows! :)
I miss you. I miss us.
gorgeous song…
