The last two weeks have been trying, painful and long. My heart feels the ache of lost friendships, wasted time and bad choices. I've been up all hours of the night and trying to keep myself busy during the day, spent many, many hours in prayer and contemplation. Meditating on the word and offering up my voice in worship to the King of Kings, even when my heart breaks in the music. And amongst it all I've continually heard the still small whisper of His promise. That He has delivered my eyes from tears, He has been abundantly good to me, He embraces me with kindness, He takes me to dine at His table and His banner over me is love. He has set my heart free. This is why I keep getting up in the morning. This is why I keep going back to Him. Because I believe He is faithful, even in the wilderness. Even when people aren't. I turn my gaze to Him. I remind myself of why I live like I do. For the Glory of this man. My heart is once again a testimony to His incredible goodness. I will forever stand in awe.
you are beautiful, your heart is gold, your passion inspires and your voice is easy. i would sit and listen forever. the way you insist with your eyes on looking directly into the soul of the person who has your attention. your precious attention, that you so generously offer. your intensity in wonderful parallel to your smile. the way your words are always genuine, directly from a movement of your heart. you are radiant. His heart is stirred by you. never change that, noone else does it quite as perfectly as you do.
i like coffee and Jesus, the killers, nice jeans and friendly smiles. i like the old man who checks his letterbox every saturday morning on my way to work and comments about the weather. i like when overseas friends come back. i like the secret awkward giggles when something funny happens in a serious situation. i like driving 45 minutes to a beach at 3am with someone i love. shooting stars. the feeling in my heart when a friend says 'i love you'. learning on my own time. change. being alone. but also being with people. i like days where 4 hours in the prayer room isn't enough. i like the future of 24/7 worship in my city. the high calibre of people i get to do life with everyday. i like unexpected relationships. i love weddings. boots. lyrics that move my heart. i love the indian accent. i love americans. talented friends and friends who were only for a season. and i like the inbetween, the anxiety overpowered by the faith that it's
Last night I graduated from the Tauranga House of Prayer Internship. There's so much I could say about this last 3 months, so much has happened, my life has been shaken, my beliefs, my heart, my faith. I've had the worst days, and the best days of my life. There's just something about sitting in front of the face of Jesus everyday that ruins you. This has been the best decision I've ever made and I praise God for every second of it.