So a friend of mine today posted the lyrics to a song bye Matt Kearney today and it kinda lit something inside me. I took pieces of the song that really struck a chord with me and they went as follows....
And I won't back down
Doesn't matter what comes crashing down
I'm still gonna stand my solid ground
And you found me once and for all
I laid it down in the sinking ground
The hopeless undertow
Singing out the gentle sound
Rattling through my smoking screens
My broken dreams last night
And I sing hallelujah ripped through my veins
I heard the hammer drop
My blood in the rain
Sing hallelujah came like a train
When all is lost, all is left to gain
"I sing hallelujah ripped through my veins."
God has been doing an incredible amount in my heart lately and this very lyric probably encompasses, every thought, every feeling, every desperate cry I have had in the past couple weeks.
God has been provoking my heart to seek out nothing but what stands before me in the midst of my circumstances, which is Him and Him alone. And in my desperation for answers, trying to find a place, a future, trying to define my purpose, God's spirit has met me and set fire to the things that once mattered. I have recently become consumed with temporary shallow things. The enemy has set my feet in a comfortable place and set my eyes on the future, finding a relationship, money, a career. I have been consumed with budgeting, and planning, and everything the world finds necessary for "success" But in the midst of all my worldly preparations I had never been more discontent in my life. And that is where this fire started. "I sing hallelujah ripped through my veins"
My spirit has cried out for more of God and nothing of this world, I don't want to lead a life that makes sense or can be defined. And to be alone with God for the rest of my life is the most intimate fulfilling relationship I will ever know. I want my spirit to speak life to those who need direction. I desire to learn, to listen, to love, and be consumed by the power of God. Not to question who I am or where I am going, but to know my God guides my every step. No need to defend a single move, knowing that my army, He is bigger than my opposition. To see those who I come in contact with changed by the spirit of God, and for my focus to never leave the cross. Not a single thing that I gain on this earth will be more than temporary, so I pray that my soul seeks the kingdom, and my heart seeks for those who are in need. And, I'm sick of quiet still prayers that barely reach the heavens. I want to cry out with my being the words the make hell tremble itself. I want evil to fear the day I stood up and stopped feeling sorry for myself. And I want God to be proud of his daughter and know he can trust me beyond me trusting myself. I want earth to tremble at the step of my feet and the heavens to embrace the move of my hands. Because I know I have been created for bigger than safe, set apart for more than this comfort.
And yet, I know all these things I desire for me are impossible without all of Him and so...
"I sing hallelujah ripped through my veins"
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