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You are Holy

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I should not be allowed

To stand before this throne

I have no works of righteousness

That I can call my own

 

No motives pure

No deeds sincere

No holiness I bring

Its only through

Your precious blood

I stand here now to sing

 

You are holy, You are holy, You are holy

I’m amazed.

 Through the cross, Lord, You displayed all

Of your righteousness and grace.

 

You are holy, You are holy, You are holy

I’m amazed. 

So I offer up my life now

Out of gratefulness and praise.

 

The day you cried It’s finished

Was the day you broke my chains

There was no way that I could pay

The freedom you attained.

 

So, I’m set free

I do not fear

Your hand of judgment now

Its with a heart of

Gratitude

I come and humbly bow.

 

You are holy, You are holy, You are holy

I’m amazed

Through the cross, Lord, You displayed all

Of your righteousness and grace

 

You are holy, You are holy, You are holy

I’m amazed. 

So I offer up my life now

Out of gratefulness and praise.

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Worship God

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Christa and I got home last night from the Woship God 08 Conference in Gaithersburg MD. I was so tired that I simply flopped like a little lump into my bed. After sleeping on a floor for 5 days, you really learn to appreciate your own bed :)

The conference centered around the Psalms and rediscovering the unsearchable greatness of our God as displayed through the Psalms. I will post more at a later time (once I have time to process all the mass of information that is swarming in my head) but let me just start by saying this conference was amazing.

God truly provided lavishly throughout this past week. Through someone’s anonymous generosity, God answered my prayer and provided a way for me to attend the WG08 conference. He knew I could not afford a hotel room for 5 days, so He graciously provided a place to stay too. What a blessing the Perdue family was to me this past few days. Then He provided several meals through the generosity of several families. He allowed my allergies to not act up too severely, though almost every meal I ate was at a restaurant. He provided nights of restful sleep, though the hours were few.

But mostly, He provided me with a greater glimpse of Himself… a deeper view into the well of His provision… a brighter picture of His glory and care.

In some ways, WG08 started similar to NA08… I was tired going into the conference and had sinned so much in the first 30 minutes that it was almost absurd. I was very aware of my need and dependence on God. As He began to reveal more of my sin, in His kindness, He granted my heart the gift of repentance, instead of leaving me in condemnation and guilt.

God revealed so much of Himself through the conference. Bob Kauflin encouraged us at the beginning of the conference to take some time while we were there and read through the Psalms. Through that, I was repeatedly impressed with one truth… the Lord is a God of steadfast love and faithfulness…

more on that later.

Buried and Raised in Christ – Union

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Yesterday was baptism Sunday at church. I hope to have pictures soon to be able to post, but I just want to say it was simply an awesome day.

During worship, God was reminding me of my union with Christ… the joy found in that truth… and how marriage and baptism are both a picture of that union. I didn’t expect baptism to remind me of marriage (especially since I’m not married), but here’s what was going through my mind…

1. it is a public display – I am commited to this person forever and I want everyone to know.

2. it is a time of rejoicing corporately – the entire church joined in the celebration… they rejoiced, they clapped, they gave hugs galore!!!

3. some people laugh and hoop and holler, some cry. Not a big surprise here, but I was the latter. :)

4. in a wedding, your dad typically gives you away. in baptism, my spriritual leader, friend and pastor had the honor of baptising me. You could see in his eyes that he was rejocing with me, you could sense and feel it as he hugged me, and smiled and cried. so much was wrapped up in that moment. He cares for my soul with such excellence. God has lavishly blessed our church with not just one amazing leader, but three! what a gift. I am grateful beyond words.

5. it reveals the levels and depths of friendships – some stand close by your side in a wedding… some just hug you for all its worth while they are in their church clothes and you’re sopping wet. at that moment, the last 5 years re-entered my mind… a friendship that has been formed by only God’s grace alone… a friendship sweeter than I ever could have asked for. the main reason I had the honor of even standing there at that moment, dripping and smelling of chlorine, was because of how God worked in and through my sweet friend, Jessica Britt. Her patience, love and care is what led me to Christ. Her example made the gospel appealing to me – a sinner who had until that moment been content to wallow in my sin. So, Jess (since I know you’re reading this)… thank you. Thank you for obeying the Spirit when He asked you to reach out to me. Thank you for your patience. Thank you for your ongoing care over the past 5 (but especially the last 2 1/2 years). I’m not the same person that I was 5 years ago as a result. I pray that God lavishly, richly blesses you. I pray you feel His pleasure. I pray that I will be able to be the same friend to another struggling hopeless visitor, that you were to me.

It was a beautiful day. Every testimony given made me cry. God’s grace is not merely great enough to reach into our sin-ravaged lives, He does it in a specific, personal, tender, caring, intimate way. Just like no proposal is the same… no salvation is the same.

Jesus truly is sweet. It is an honor to call Him mine. It is a joy to be in union with Him. It is my delight to serve Him. What a joy. What a splendid time of sweetness that has begun.

To be honest, I didn’t expect all that…

I Will Sing

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I will sing of your strength;
I will sing aloud of your steadfast love in the morning.
For you have been to me a fortress
and a refuge in the day of my distress.
O my Strength,
I will sing praises to you,
for you, O God, are my fortress,
the God who shows me steadfast love.

Psalm 59

God’s Power

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I feel so blessed to be a part of my church body. Yesterday was refreshing, though hectic. God kindly allowed a sweet time of worship that prepared my heart to spend the rest of the day watching kids.

Typically, when I’m watching the kids during the sermon, I feel like I’m missing what God has to say to me, and miss altogether that His will for me that day is to use what He’s been teaching me and serve the children with joy. Talk about application – serving seventeen 1-3 year olds with joy when 5 of them won’t stop crying is a challenging day even for the most experienced person!

Arriving at church in the middle of a “discussion” (christian term for “fight”) is a difficult way to start any Sunday morning. And knowing that my sin of laziness and pride (no concern for other’s time schedules thereby causing us to be late) was the reason that the “discussion” began anyway is not only a difficult, but also a humbling way to start the day.


But God graciously gave us the grace to work through it and prepare our hearts for worship and service, strategically using that fight to humble me and once again point me to my utter desperate need for Him and His power to work in me. I prayed before the service specifically that His power would work in and through me and that I would rejoice in Him and His work.

Danger Will Robinson – pray for God’s power to overwhelm you, and *surprise* what an ovewhelming glimpse I saw in the following 45 minutes.

When worship began, God impressed on my heart to pray for the Minards. Chris has been suffering now for a while with physical problems that seem to have no cause or cure. While singing songs about God’s faithfulness through trials, my prayer the entire time was for God’s healing hand to touch this fellow servant and friend. This family has portrayed God’s power with excellence throughout this ordeal – trusting God to be bigger and greater than this “light and temporary affliction” that has radically altered their lives.

Three songs into the set, Jim took a break to allow time for us to pray for those in our midst who were hurting. Chris, always looking to serve, ran immediately to pray with someone else. What humility and grace is at work in his life!


As I was praying with Ann I was struck with what an honor it is to bear up together with this family and carry their burdens to the Mercy Seat, approaching a compassionate Savior who delights in His children asking Him for more grace and mercy. So, in faith, with heavy hearts but trusting in a powerful Savior, we pleaded. We asked not only specifically for healing, but also for more grace and mercy from a God that abundanty lavishes help on the needy.

No sonner than I returned to my seat, we began to sing “It is Well.” God reminded me of a time when Heidi had shared a testimony about how God had brought sweet freedom and joy through the 3rd verse of this song (“…my sin, not in part but the whole was nailed to the cross and I bear it no more…”). I felt compelled to go remind her of that hope – to remind her of that forgiveness that is true not only for our justification, but that is powerfully working now through our struggles of sanctification.


I fought for the first verse and 1/2 of the song – after all, I had just walked all the way across the room to pray with Ann. I didn’t want to be a “distraction” to anyone by walking out again (I was sitting in the front row on the other side of the room from both Ann and Heidi). The biblical category for this would be arrogant pride (I know better than the Holy Spirit’s urging) and the fear of man (what will they think!?)

The thought became more urgent as the song progressed, as the Holy Spirit was working in my heart to once again, go and pray with a fellow believer. So, I repented of my sin and followed His leading. I simply gave her a hug and reminded her “the hope from that day (when she first understood those words) is true for today, for right now too.” She broke down in tears and began sharing with me that she was discouraged and very overwhelmed right now and that she really needed to be reminded of that truth. As I walked back to my seat, having left her – arm around her husband – in a puddle of tears, I was again, rejoicing in the overwhelming power of God.

At another point in the set, we sang “What a Savior.” I don’t think I have ever heard (or sung) the words “full atonement, can it be?” with such excitement, hope and joy. What a glorious sound! How I’m grateful to be a part of my church body. How I’m amazed that God can work through my life to bring greater glory to Him!

I’m more aware today than I was yesterday of the truth of the words “What a Savior!” I pray that tomorrow I wake up saying the same thing.

God’s Power

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I feel so blessed to be a part of my church body. Yesterday was refreshing, though hectic. God kindly allowed a sweet time of worship that prepared my heart to spend the rest of the day watching kids.

Typically, when I’m watching the kids during the sermon, I feel like I’m missing what God has to say to me, and miss altogether that His will for me that day is to use what He’s been teaching me and serve the children with joy. Talk about application – serving seventeen 1-3 year olds with joy when 5 of them won’t stop crying is a challenging day even for the most experienced person!

Arriving at church in the middle of a “discussion” (christian term for “fight”) is a difficult way to start any Sunday morning. And knowing that my sin of laziness and pride (no concern for other’s time schedules thereby causing us to be late) was the reason that the “discussion” began anyway is not only a difficult, but also a humbling way to start the day.


But God graciously gave us the grace to work through it and prepare our hearts for worship and service, strategically using that fight to humble me and once again point me to my utter desperate need for Him and His power to work in me. I prayed before the service specifically that His power would work in and through me and that I would rejoice in Him and His work.

Danger Will Robinson – pray for God’s power to overwhelm you, and *surprise* what an ovewhelming glimpse I saw in the following 45 minutes.

When worship began, God impressed on my heart to pray for the Minards. Chris has been suffering now for a while with physical problems that seem to have no cause or cure. While singing songs about God’s faithfulness through trials, my prayer the entire time was for God’s healing hand to touch this fellow servant and friend. This family has portrayed God’s power with excellence throughout this ordeal – trusting God to be bigger and greater than this “light and temporary affliction” that has radically altered their lives.

Three songs into the set, Jim took a break to allow time for us to pray for those in our midst who were hurting. Chris, always looking to serve, ran immediately to pray with someone else. What humility and grace is at work in his life!


As I was praying with Ann I was struck with what an honor it is to bear up together with this family and carry their burdens to the Mercy Seat, approaching a compassionate Savior who delights in His children asking Him for more grace and mercy. So, in faith, with heavy hearts but trusting in a powerful Savior, we pleaded. We asked not only specifically for healing, but also for more grace and mercy from a God that abundanty lavishes help on the needy.

No sonner than I returned to my seat, we began to sing “It is Well.” God reminded me of a time when Heidi had shared a testimony about how God had brought sweet freedom and joy through the 3rd verse of this song (“…my sin, not in part but the whole was nailed to the cross and I bear it no more…”). I felt compelled to go remind her of that hope – to remind her of that forgiveness that is true not only for our justification, but that is powerfully working now through our struggles of sanctification.


I fought for the first verse and 1/2 of the song – after all, I had just walked all the way across the room to pray with Ann. I didn’t want to be a “distraction” to anyone by walking out again (I was sitting in the front row on the other side of the room from both Ann and Heidi). The biblical category for this would be arrogant pride (I know better than the Holy Spirit’s urging) and the fear of man (what will they think!?)

The thought became more urgent as the song progressed, as the Holy Spirit was working in my heart to once again, go and pray with a fellow believer. So, I repented of my sin and followed His leading. I simply gave her a hug and reminded her “the hope from that day (when she first understood those words) is true for today, for right now too.” She broke down in tears and began sharing with me that she was discouraged and very overwhelmed right now and that she really needed to be reminded of that truth. As I walked back to my seat, having left her – arm around her husband – in a puddle of tears, I was again, rejoicing in the overwhelming power of God.

At another point in the set, we sang “What a Savior.” I don’t think I have ever heard (or sung) the words “full atonement, can it be?” with such excitement, hope and joy. What a glorious sound! How I’m grateful to be a part of my church body. How I’m amazed that God can work through my life to bring greater glory to Him!

I’m more aware today than I was yesterday of the truth of the words “What a Savior!” I pray that tomorrow I wake up saying the same thing.