live like that

Sometimes I think 
What will people say of me 
When I'm only just a memory 
When I'm home where my soul belongs 

Was I love 
When no one else would show up 
Was I Jesus to the least of those 
Was my worship more than just a song 

I want to live like that 
And give it all I have 
So that everything I say and do 
Points to You 

If love is who I am 
Then this is where I'll stand 
Recklessly abandoned 
Never holding back 

I want to live like that 
I want to live like that

Am I proof 
That You are who you say You are 
That grace can really change a heart 
Do I live like Your love is true 

People pass 
And even if they don't know my name 
Is there evidence that I've been changed 
When they see me, do they see You 

I want to show the world the love You gave for me 
I'm longing for the world to know the glory of the King 

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I WANT TO LIVE LIKE THAT!

                        I want

                             ...to be love when no one else shows up

                             ...to be Jesus to the least of those

                             ...to have my worship be more than just a song

                             ...to show Your love to the world

How about you? 

How do you want to live?

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blank slate

How does one start over?

A blank slate.

A fresh start.

Bare and empty, white space waiting to be filled with thoughts, ideas, memories, dreams, hopes and prayers.

While the new is filled with the promise and excitement of the unknown, the old is longed for.

There is something comforting and welcoming in the familiar.

Such a familiar battle we enter each day.

With eternity in our hearts, we fight against the longing for the everlasting unknown, and the desire to live in and cling to the temporal, ordinary comforts of this earth.  

My heart knows this conflict all too well. 

Daily, I struggle to balance life here on this earth with life in eternity. 

So many things take me prisoner and hold me captive to this dust and dirt beneath my feet.

Things, people, desires, dreams. 

And not all these things are bad. Some are great- amazing, actually!

Yet, it doesn't feel right.

I feel unsettled.

"This world is not my home" is about the only way I can describe it.

Yet, here I am. 

On this dust and dirt.

Trying to make sense of longing for eternity while I hold so tightly to every earthly comfort I can grasp.

So here I go.

This is my journey.

To starting fresh. 

Sometimes not by our own choice.

With the past taken from us to remind us that we do need to let go, not hold so tightly to what has been, but to reach with open palms out for what is to come.

*In case any of you are wondering, I accidentally deleted my previous blog. I shed some tears over my memories lost and am now moving on.