Dwelling in the heavenlies
I have dwelt in Christ, lost in worship. There is a sense with a victorious heart we hear. But when things are tough, despair looms, it can be hard to find balance. Letting go, giving up, stopping is as important as pulling, leading, powering through. What is obvious can become a burden which breaks us rather than letting God find us the right place.
God is patient, He asks no more than we can give. Peace, rest, comfort. I grew up alone, a family of strangers yet apparently a family, but not inside. Thorns and thistles, put downs and fights, not love and encouragements, sympathy and support. If we do not listen to each other how can we hear Jesus?
I have dwelt in Christ, lost in worship. There is a sense with a victorious heart we hear. But when things are tough, despair looms, it can be hard to find balance. Letting go, giving up, stopping is as important as pulling, leading, powering through. What is obvious can become a burden which breaks us rather than letting God find us the right place.
God is patient, He asks no more than we can give. Peace, rest, comfort. I grew up alone, a family of strangers yet apparently a family, but not inside. Thorns and thistles, put downs and fights, not love and encouragements, sympathy and support. If we do not listen to each other how can we hear Jesus?