Friday, April 23, 2004

[My Realization]

I don't remember the song.  Yeah, Amanda, sorry... blasphemous, I know.  But I'll write it down the next time we sing it.  I'd just never heard it before, and when we were singing it a couple Sundays ago in CCF, the lyrics struck me.  While we suffer through hardships here on earth, we're suffering for Christ's sake.  When we get to heaven, when we see our Savior face to face, when see His scars, we're going to be filled with such joy that any pain we suffered here on earth will be forgotten yesterday.  With every hardship we endure, we build a crown that God will present to us when we arrive in heaven, and we are going to lay that crown down at Jesus's feet with dancing hearts.  Guys, we can't imagine the joy we're going to feel then.  He gave me a little glimpse of that joy in the middle of that song, and I just started dancing right there.  I even started crying with joy.  I saw myself with this itty bitty tiara (because really, I haven't suffered that much... it may seem like it sometimes, but I really haven't), and saying, "Here, Yeshua, Lord.  It was all for You.  None of is mine.  Take it."  And then He turns around, and saying, "Well done, good and faithful servant," places on it me.  His blood covers my mistakes.  I know I'm going to fail, but as long as I'm following after Him, striving to do His will, placing my will in His, I may face hardships, but none of them matter, because all of them are for His sake.  I'm not suffering for me... I'm suffering for the One Who suffered for me.  I owe Him my life and so much more... I can't do it on my own, but like Paul says in II Corinthians 12: 10, "When I am weak, then I am strong." 

We fall down, we lay our crowns at the feet of Jesus.
The greatness of mercy and love, at the feet of Jesus.
And we cry Holy, Holy, Holy.  We cry Holy, Holy, Holy.
We cry Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lamb. 

Spread wide in the arms of Christ
Is the love that covers sin
No greater love have I ever known
Than You've considered me a friend
Capture my heart again.

Your love is extravagant
Your friendship is so intimate
I find I'm moving to the rhythm of Your grace
Your fragrance is intoxicating in our secret place
Your love is extravagant

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