all that i can say

its funny and ironic and sublime..
when we reach the place of desperation.
when we have nothing left to give to Him, but ourselves..

its funny, because this is the place he longs for us to remain in... exactly how He intended it to be.
broken. desperate. dust. as low to the ground as possible. dependent on him. longing for his rescue...

i have nothing to offer God, nothing that i can give to him... he only wants me.. to be in communion, with him.

crowder puts this all too well..

"all that i can say" -david crowder
Lord I'm tired
So tired from walking
And Lord I'm so alone
And Lord the dark
Is creeping in
Creeping up
To swallow me
I think I'll stop
Rest here a while

And didn't You see me cry'n?
And didn't You hear me call Your name?
Wasn't it You I gave my heart to?
I wish You'd remember
Where you sat it down

Chorus:
And this is all that I can say right now, i know its not much
And this is all that I can give
And thats my everything

Bridge:
I didn't notice You were standing here
I didn't know that
That was You holding me
I didn't notice You were cry'n too
I didn't know that
That was You washing my feet


this post goes out to my beautiful friend, and everyone who knows this process of desperation all too well.....

He is in our midst, a mighty one who saves. He has a plan, a purpose, a reason. He knows our feelings and he hides them in his heart... he brings his mighty hand upon us, he is our comforter he is our father, he is our teacher, he is our friend.

we are not alone.
we are not forgotten.

he feels the pain, he knows the suffering.

i love how in this song, Gods gentleness is so sweetly shown....

" i didn't notice You were standing here
i didn't know that that was you holding me
i didn't notice you were crying too
i didn't know that that was you washing my feet"

he feels the pain, the hurt... he is crying too... and not only does he love us and respond to our pain...
he washes our feet.
he serves us. simply because he loves us. me. you... us. whoa.

to you my friend:
you are beautiful. a wonderful woman of God... a true worshipper....
he is molding you, shaping you, bringing you to that place totally consumed in beautiful brokenness. He knows you, inside and out and he longs to be in constant communion with you. He is in your midst, carrying you.. rejoicing over you, loving you, filling you with more of his spirit.
I am so for you, so so so for you.
and i know that God is your number one freaking fan.
he loves that you are all you have to give.. this is all he ever wanted from you. just simply, you.

i praise him for your life. and trust him and praise him for the things to come.
i love you friend.



oh the simplicity and freedom that comes when we just rest and lay down in his presence, casting our anxieties on him, simply because he cares for us.

i love you my most Gorgeous Lord, and thank you for this hardship.. that only brings us closer to you..
for we are not our own. but completely yours.

amen.