Monday, April 14, 2014


The song we are singing at church Sunday has blessed me beyond measure today and I wanted to share it with you. It's a video on you tube. (It's really long but worth every second) 

Here's the link:

Here are the words to the song and then the words that the guy speaks. 

Forever by Kari Jobe

The moon and the stars they wept
The morning sun was dead
The savior of the world was fallen
His body on the cross
His blood poured out for us
The weight of every curse upon him

One final breath he gave
As heaven looked away
The son of God was laid in darkness
A battle in the grave
The war on death was waged
The power of hell forever broken

The ground began to shake
The stone was rolled away
His perfect love could not be overcome
Now death where is your sting
Our resurrected king has rendered you defeated

Forever He is glorified
Forever He is lifted high
Forever He is risen 
He is alive
He is alive

We sing hallelujah 
We sing hallelujah 
We sing hallelujah 
The Lamb has overcome

(Spoken words)
If there are words for Him then I don't have them
You see my brain has not yet reached a point where it could form a thought that could
Adequately describe the greatness of my God

And my lungs have not yet developed the ability 
To release the breath with enough agility
To breath out the greatness of His love

And my voice, you see, my voice is so inhibited
Restrained by human limits
That its hard to even send a praise up

You see if there are words for Him, then I don't have them 

My God. 

His grace is remarkable 
Mercies are innumerable 
Strength is impenetrable
He is honorable, accountable, favorable
His is unsearchable, yet knowable
Indefinable yet approachable
Indescribable yet personal

He is beyond comprehension
Further than imagination
Constant through generation 
King of every nation 

But if there are words for Him then I don't have them
See my words are few
And to try and capture the one true God using my vocabulary will never do 
But I use words as an expression 
An expression of worship to a Savior
A Savior who is both worthy and deserving of my praise 
So I use words. 

My heart extols The Lord
Blesses His name forever
He has won my heart
Captured my mind
And has bound them both together

He has defeated my rebellion
Conquered me in my sin
He has welcomed me into his prayer
Completely invited me in

He has made himself the object of my sight
Flooding me with mercies in the morning
Drowning me with grace in the night

But if there are words for Him then I don't have them
But what I do have is good news
For my God knew that man-made words would never do
For Words are just told that we use to point to the truth

So He sent His son
Jesus Christ is the word
Living proof
He is the image if the invisible God

The firstborn of all creation
For by him all things were created
Giving nothingness formation

And by his words he sustains 
In the power of his name
For he is before all things and over all things

Holy is his name
So praise him for his life
The way he preserved his strife

The humble son of God becoming the perfect sacrifice 
Praise Him for his death
That he willingly stood in our place
That he lovingly endured the grave
That he battled our enemy
And on the third day he rose in victory

He is everything that was promised
Praise him as the risen king

Lift your voice and sing
For one day he will return for us
And he will finally be
United with our savior for eternity, eternity

So it's not just words that I proclaim
For my words point to The word
And the word has a name
Hope has a name
Joy has a name
Peace has a name
Love has a name

And that name is Jesus Christ
Praise His name forever!!!

Joyfully full of it,

Tuesday, April 8, 2014


Turns out I have a carb problem. At least my body thinks so. Day two of trying a new way of eating that will be better for my body and all my insides want is a cracker. 

I'm assuming (blaming) my pissiness on this. It may or my not be true. I've been mean and short today. My poor children are beginning to feel the lack of carbs from the ugly words that keep brimming to the surface. How can I teach them to be kind when I can't find it in myself?

And just when it seems this day will be one that is recounted with a therapist in the future, I find grace. 

"Turns out, I'm not defined by my mothering skills or my name on a business card. I'm not defined by what I accomplished today, or whether or not I lost my temper. I'm not defined by my jeans that I wish were a different size, or by my kids when they won't obey. I'm not defined by my wrinkles or tired eyes.

I am, however, defined by the God who knows me by name ... by the God who promises that nothing I do or don't do can separate me from His love that is in Christ Jesus."

This encouraged me and made we want to be nice. So I thought is share. 

I am no alone (or ruining their lives today).

Joyfully full of "it",