waltzing through the meadows and pretties of life.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
He's doing something in my life. Work in Progress.

Time to tear down. Time to build up. Hopefully all that needs to be torn down was torn down and the rubble cleared. You're doing a new thing in my life Lord. New ground. Fertile ground. Good ground.

Psalms 51 (Msg)
10.
God, make a fresh start in me, shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.
11.
Don't throw me out with the trash, or fail to breathe holiness in me.
12.
Bring me back from gray exile, put a fresh wind in my sails!
13.
Give me a job teaching rebels your ways so the lost can find their way home.
14.
Commute my death sentence, God, my salvation God, and I'll sing anthems to your life-giving ways.
15.
Unbutton my lips, dear God; I'll let loose with your praise.
16.
Going through the motions doesn't please you, a flawless performance is nothing to you.
17.
I learned God-worship when my pride was shattered.
Heart-shattered lives ready for love don't for a moment escape God's notice.
18.
Make Zion the place you delight in, repair Jerusalem's broken-down walls.
19.
Then you'll get real worship from us, acts of worship small and large, Including all the bulls they can heave onto your altar!


Use me Lord. I come before You once again. Humbled. The walls that've been built around myself, melt them Lord. Again I come back to You. So much that I still don't understand and see. But it's ok Lord. Rather than continuing to go about my own little merry-go-round and not hearing Your voice clearly, I'd rather You start me over Lord. Again as a child. Amen.