my heart says yes to the things of the Father.

How deep my Father’s love is for me. How deep my father’s love is for me too.

It really helps to have an earthly father that mirrors my Heavenly one… But that is for another time, because words always seem to fall short when it comes to honoring the one who birthed this passion in me.

i don’t know where i’m going, but i know whose leading me.

and i don’t know how i’m going to get there, but i know who will take me.

my heart says yes.

i want to go. i want to be. all of my days. bringing glory to the one who created me for Himself.

it’s a concept far too complex for our humanity, that Someone so Mighty would create us for Himself. how is it not pride then? many will ask. but quite the opposite really.

to bestow upon me. to bestow upon you. beauty instead of ashes. the oil of gladness instead of mourning. a garment of praise opposed to a spirit of weariness. and why?

because of Himself.

i learned long ago that in life, we have to learn to be okay with not understanding God. with not understanding the complexity.

we have to simply be willing. and we have to be dedicated to knowing Him.

He didn’t just make me for Himself, but He made me to know me.

i want to know my Father and serve my Father at the same time. I want to draw from the well of His words and His presence.

i want to be married. this is something that anyone who knows me, knows well. i have been that girl that has dreamed of that day my whole life. i can’t wait for the feeling.. the feeling of being beautiful and prized and worth it. the feeling of joy bouncing off the faces of people who have shaped me in my journey. the feeling of honor as i look at my family that day- my brothers who so wonderfully protected and loved me, my mother who is a gem of a woman, my dad who is my hero and my example, my friend and supporter. the feeling of respect as i stand in front of and next to the man God created for me. the feeling of pure bliss as i finish ‘my day’ and realize it was everything & more that i was hoping for. i can’t wait for the colors on that day. the purples and silvers and black and pearl. i can’t wait for the photos of that day, the smells of that day as i wear a new perfume (purchased by my Love). the smell of flowers and his cologne. the smell of the spring or fall air as we walk away. i can’t wait for the smiles of that day. smiles of joy and pure happiness- from me and from them. i have to focus on how happy i am about that day, because sometimes, in my humanity, i get sad because it hasn’t happened YET nor does it seemingly going to happen in the next several months, but this brings me to my next point, and that is that timing is such a human thing.

i want to love my Father and love my community and love my family and love people.

and i want to serve my Father and my community and my family and people.

and i want to honor my Father and my community and my family and people.

and when all of this is going on, he will come. it will happen. it will all unfold.

and then

it will be that day.

and i will have not wasted these days, because i will be loving and serving and honoring my Father.

the love of Jesus is so sweet. so deep. so big.

He is so big.

He shall reign forever.

He is worthy.

God You are worthy.

there is a river whose streams make glad the city of God.

beautiful are You my Father. beautiful are You Jesus.

to walk in a manner worthy.

Lord may I always walk in a manner worthy of the calling you’ve given to me.

I have fallen, but I will rise.

((Passion 2011))——> Soon.

Prepare the Way Jesus.

I’m ready now,

Do as You will.

Come like You promised You would Father.

My heart says yes.