Letters from Lilongwe

Deng, I really dont have any word to connect with this song.  Simply listen to this song and you will see deep into my current thoughts!  Give me the real thing, stir up my passion, I want it all, Just Give Me Jesus!!!   I don't want just another touch I'm just looking for the real Jesus And only You will do My voice has sung a million words But I'm still looking for the real Jesus And only You will do It's all just meaningless And empty songs at best Unless you respond So give me the real thing Not just religion Stir up my passion With more of conviction I want it all Not just a portion Give me Your presence Not just some feeling I don't want just another taste I'm just looking for the real Jesus There must be more than this My heart is cold and faith is weak But I'm still looking for the real Jesus Oh I know there's more than this It's all just meaningless The stench of hollowness Unless You respond Just give me Jesus Just give me Jesus

Once again worship last night was Glorious!  Had a great day just chilling with my SDP folks from last summer, went up the river and just talked about the past season of life and where the Lord is leading us into.  Exciting and scary stuff but it was great to be back with some awesome people who speak some potent truth.   Last night during worship was one of many firsts...  For the first time in a long time I actually stood while I sang, for the first time in a long time I was singing from a place of Joy, for the first time in a long time I did not care how I worshiped my Lord I just worshiped.  Well its not like these things have not happened ever in my life, but I just felt so much peace during worship.  So I decided to throw the song that we just repeated for a long while up here, mainly cause I did not know the name so I was looking it up and now I am pumped, gotta buy this album!   All the angels cry out, Holy is the Lord God All the earth replies, Holy are You Thi

Again my commute to work is giving me some amazing time to simple be with the Lord and allow lyrics to wash over my soul.  This morning I put on my John Mark McMillan collection, working my way through the Economy album this song just tore me down! "Harbor me in the eye of the Storm, I'm holding on to the Love you Swore!"  John Mark is speaking from a place that many of us hit where we have nothing to hold on to but God.  I am not currently at that place because he has surrounded me with brothers and sisters who care for me.  They encourage me to run to Papa whenever I feel the devil tugging at my heart!  Today I had the realization that only I can have, for my current walk with the Lord, that he has Sworn to me as a Groom to a Bride that he will never leave or forsake me.  That when the storms come, he will protect me in the eye of the storm, that his Love is more powerful than anything this world can throw at us. From here my mind threw me off into Mark 4, so I

Yesterday I was resting in Mark 4, something I have meditated on many times in the past and it hit me right in the face.  Jesus is explaining a parable about the Kingdom of God and how God places seeds of his truth into our lives.   14  The farmer[God] sows the word. 15  Some people are like seed along the path, where the word is sown. As soon as they hear it, Satan comes and takes away the word that was sown in them. 16  Others, like seed sown on rocky places, hear the word and at once receive it with joy. 17  But since they have no root, they last only a short time. When trouble or persecution comes because of the word, they quickly fall away. 18  Still others, like seed sown among thorns, hear the word; 19  but the worries of this life, the deceitfulness of wealth and the desires for other things come in and choke the word, making it unfruitful. 20  Others, like seed sown on good soil, hear the word, accept it, and produce a crop—some thirty, some sixty, some a hundred

After Nate Moore had his EP Release Party at midtown about a weeks ago, I have been constantly listening to this album.  I love each song on this EP but for some reason this one always hits me where I am lacking most!  Today on the ride back from work I was tired from running into road blocks with my projects, and I was just in a general mode of frustration.  I started out listening to some RED which just made me more more frustrated because hard rock does not calm me down!  Then I switched over to this album and took my commute through Bankhead, I love driving through Bankhead!  As I cycled through the songs I started to warm up to the Truths of Christ and where my hope truly rests.  Reminding me of the promises that he has spoken of assurance and provision over my life! Then this song came through the speakers in Gregs Tacoma and deng, I just wanted to stop in the street and cry but I couldn't I had to keep driving, so I simply sang.  This is a reasonably soft song but my sin

I started this post a few weeks ago but last night at Midtown the Lord dropped this song so deeply into my heart.  During both worship sets I went off to the side to simply sit on the ground and sing alone.  I find myself when I am worshiping looking around and focusing on the body as it worships together and that can distract me for God.  Therefore I decided to get away and just close my eyes to talk with God, while talking I saw a combination of images that the Lord was bringing back from some amazing recent memories.  Here goes what landed in my journal during worship... "Picture of being in a river, like white water rafting, and Jesus pulled me into the raft and simply remembered me that I can walk on the cold waters, I will not get hypothermia if I stay in the water but that I can stand on the white waters and help direct rafts down the river." This picture was triggered by the fact that just last weekend I was up on the Ocoee rafting with some great friends.  As I

I am not quite sure why this song is hitting so close to home, but I listened to it twice on the ride into work today and a few times on monday as well.  The lyrics make sense but I am not poetic enough to really get a grasp on what is going on, the only lyric that I latched into deeply was, And the righteous raised their stones And the devil threw his arrow That was longing for a home With nowhere to go, Oh, Theo... Something about the "Any the righteous raise their stones, and the devil threw his arrow" woke up my ears and I looked around to how often I "the righteous" grab a stone!  I already know the common occurrence of the devil and his arrow but I need to be fully aware of my thoughts and actions that end up just being stones. Under the silence of water, Into a sky full of birds Out from the land of our fathers, I am falling on your words, Oh... Dark as the night of a preacher, I made a bed out of hay They paid me