Balloons and Eagles

Eagles soar. I too, want more
than just to settle here in this nest.
The wind is free and blowing for me.
But I must be ready.

Balloons fly. So too, must I
be released from the grip that anchors.
The sky is free and waiting for me.
But I must be ready.

If I jump, I just might fall.
Am I ready to risk it all?
When I'm cut, I will go up.
Do I believe? Enough to leave?

My youth is renewed. There is no excuse.
My wings are mature and steady.
And so the winds blow. Here I go.
Your love has made me ready.

My string's let loose. There is no excuse.
My soul is full and steady.
And so the winds blow. Here I go.
Your love has made me ready.

If I jump, I just might fall.
Am I ready to risk it all?
When I'm cut, I will go up.
Do I believe? Enough to leave?

I'm ready. Your love has made me ready.

My Cup Is Running Over Because of You...

The title to this entry is a line from a worship song by Michael Neale (I Will Dwell). It has been running through my mind over the past hours and days - it is the only way to accurately describe my worship, both private and public - recently. There are times in my life when I experience God in such a way that I am overwhelmed. I've tried to come up with words to describe it - like a volcano that has erupted? But that is too volatile. When Abba decides to stoop down and love on me in His most personal and perfect way, the only way to describe it is to say, like David...my cup is running over. It is a quiet filling up, sneaky almost. Until there comes a moment when I realize that I am running over and out and I am drowning in a flood of grace, mercy and love. My only response is to worship, to obey, and to say thank You. And to cry. But the tears are happy tears. Happy little expressions just running over. And to write.

So, I want to say thank You Abba. Thank You, Jehovah Jireh, my Provider, for bringing together events recently that have resulted in this experience of being filled to the brim. Thank you for my journal from Mary called Praying the Names of God. Thank you for Kenton's sermons on worship. Thank you for challenges at church that have brought me to my knees. Thank You for Beth. Thank You most of all for bringing back some of the dearest friends I have had in my lifetime. It has been a combination of these ingredients that has totally overwhelmed my heart and left me here, at Your feet, singing "my cup is running over, my cup is running over, my cup is running over because of You." May my life change in response to Your undeserved goodness to me. This is my act of worship.