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Verse of the Day – Romans 16:20

Romans 16:20

Romans 16:20

If we hold on, if we trust, if we pray and if we believe, the Lord, our God will do this for us.

But we need to let His patience and peace be our guide, our want and our need will never be greater than anything God can do for us.

JOSHUA TREE by JENNY SIMMONS
Am I an orphan
Or just a gypsy
Am I dust to dust with

Nothing in-between?
Am I broken
Can you fix me
Or is this the life that
I was meant to lead?
Oh no this isn’t all I’ll ever be

While I’m breathing
There is hope
While i’m hoping
There is life
It’s your water that i’m tasting at my feet
Cause you have placed me where i go
You have bathed me in your light
By your mercy I’ve got all I’ll ever need
I am the Joshua tree

I am Standing
Out in this desert
Against all odds, but through your promises
I’m living
I am the broken kind, the tired and weathered
But the maker brings the water I am given
Oh fill these dead roots till i’m living

While I’m breathing
There is hope
While i’m hoping
There is life
It’s your water that i’m tasting at my feet
Cause you have placed me where i go
You have bathed me in your light
By your mercy I’ve got all I’ll ever need
I am the Joshua tree

Ohhh ohhh
You bring dry bones
Up from the ground
You fill the silence
With heavens sound
And all the angels gather round
To see the lost become the found
You bring dry bones
Up from the ground
You fill the silence
With heavens sound
And all the angels gather round
To see the lost become the found

While I’m breathing
There is hope
While i’m hoping
There is life
It’s your water that i’m tasting at my feet
Cause you have placed me where i go
You have bathed me in your light
By your mercy I’ve got all I’ll ever need
I am the Joshua tree
 

Verse of the Day – Job 17:15

Job 17:15

Job 17:15

After a period where hope seemed lost, I am beginning to feel a great sense of hope return, although a couple of weeks ago it felt like the end, it now truly feels like a new beginning.

GOD OF OPEN ARMS by JENNY SIMMONS
The saint and the sinner
The wise and foolish
The poet and the preacher
They’re all coming home
They’re all coming home
The lover and the leaver
The drunkard and the prophet
The student and the teacher
They’re all coming home
They’re all coming home

But I keep coming back for all the wrong reasons
I may be on my knees, but in my heart there’s treason
Still you run

With open arms
And a burning heart
Open arms
And I can start
To understand
Who I am, in who you are
God of the open arms

I am such a martyr
For things that just don’t matter
I’m amazed you even bother
But still I’m coming home
Still I’m coming home

You know I’m coming back for all the wrong reasons
You know i am a sinner in my heart there’s treason
But still you run

With open arms
And a burning heart
Open arms
And I can start
To understand
Who I am, in who you are
Oh with open arms
And a burning heart
Open arms
And I can start
To understand
Who I am, in who you are
God of the open arms

In your arms, oh there are 10, 000 charms

Oh, By The Way I Don’t Need To Hold My Breath Anymore!!!

If you have read my post from last Monday “But I’m Glad I Didn’t Hold My Breath” you will know that I’ve had a significant amount of money outstanding for sometime.  It’s been an ongoing thing since last October and has also involved me attending two Court Dates on behalf of the Architect I was working for, as a witness for them in a case of significant outstanding monies, which along with other circumstances has led to this dragging on for sometime.

My past drinking and lack of regular work for a couple of years have left me with considerable debt, including what was a fairly hefty tax bill.  Although I have been in work now for almost three years and the tax bill is almost paid off, that has meant set monthly payments to the Taxman, after paying tax on my earnings, which does make things tight.

When everything was a bit tough in November last year, when I sank into a depression, obviously money was an issue then, it was, along with other things creating a wall I just couldn’t break through.  And then over the last ten months when money has become tight, this issue has played on my mind, adding further pressure.  In the mean time, I found myself between a rock and a hard place, do I stop the work and risk getting nothing or keep following the dangled carrot and hope I’ll catch it soon.

It hasn’t been a straight forward case of they owed me money and refused to pay, far from it, but there were circumstances I was aware of and chose to accept.  The main issue was the promises of money that came and went, needless to say I didn’t go out of my way to complete drawings, I did them in my time.

But as last Monday’s promise of payment came and went, so did the next day and then it seemed the next too.  Wednesday evening my Connect Group prayed over the situation, as Ally our Group host had been praying over it for a number of days, when I got home Wednesday evening I checked my e-mail to find a message saying a significant amount had been paid to me and when I checked my bank account around midnight, low and behold the money was there.

So I can safely say I can stop holding my breath now and breathe easy for a while.

JOSHUA TREE by JENNY SIMMONS
Am I an orphan or gypsie
Am I dust to dust
With nothing in between
Am I broken or can You fix me
Or is this the life that I was meant to lead
Oh no this isn’t all I’ll ever be

While I’m breathing there is hope
While I’m hoping there is life
It’s Your water that I’m tasting at my feet
Cause You have placed me where I go
You have bathed me in Your light
By Your mercy I’ve got all I’ll ever need
I am the Joshua tree

I am standing
Out in this desert
Against all odds but through Your promises I’m living
I am the broken kind
Tired and weathered
The Maker brings the water that I’m given
Fill these dead roots until I’m living

While I’m breathing there is hope
While I’m hoping there is life
It’s Your water that I’m tasting at my feet
Cause You have placed me where I go
You have bathed me in Your light
By Your mercy I’ve got all I’ll ever need
I am the Joshua tree

You bring dry bones up from the ground
You fill the silence with heaven’s sound
And all the angels gather round
To see the lost become the found

You bring dry bones up from the ground
You fill the silence with heaven’s sound
And all the angels gather round
To see the lost become the found

While I’m breathing there is hope
While I’m hoping there is life
It’s Your water that I’m tasting at my feet
Cause You have placed me where I go
You have bathed me in Your light
By Your mercy I’ve got all I’ll

The Beauty Of Becoming

I make no secret of the fact that music forms a large part of my life, over the last few years I have received many messages through music. And even though I may not have heard the messages at the time, there were many songs in those dark years of mine that only now can I hear the message to me within the words.

I listen to a lot of music and nowadays it’s predominately Christian music or songs of some inspiration. Many times over the last 20 months has the right song played at the right time, lifting my spirits or breaking me to tears.

In fact often when I’m walking and things just don’t seem quite right, I just ask for a song to give me a lift, almost always the next song, if not a song after that, does the job.

Yesterday was a little different, when I set off for Church, I was tired after being awake since 4am, apart from half an hour’s nap, plus I think I was still carrying a little of last Sunday’s painful memories, the long and the short if it was I felt a little empty, something just wasn’t right.

So I prayed for a sing to lift me, but strangely it was one which I expected, what played was a song called “Worthless” by A Thorn For Every Heart, a little strange I thought.

Now I’ve listened to this song so many times, it’s a good song, but I have to say I’ve never really heard the lyrics, but yesterday they did speak to me and into my situation, it was almost exactly the way I was feeling last week and of course at the beginning if this journey, it summed up my feelings, this was a little hard hitting.

The next two songs didn’t really lift me, but they were telling a story, my story, firstly “Headlights” by The Classic Crime and then “Enemy” by Newsboys.

I didn’t realise until I prayed last night about what I was hearing on that walk, but when I asked I then understood, only then did I fully appreciate the last song I heard as I walked to Church, “The Becoming” by Jenny Simmons.

There is not a lot more to say, this song says it all.

THE BECOMING by JENNY SIMMONS
After the destruction
In the wake of every storm
The sun reveals the suffering
And all I’ve known is gone
Well I can take the rising waves
But when I’m washed up on the shore
Feeling just like driftwood
And nothing makes sense anymore

Jesus meet me
Be everything I need
In the waiting
In the in between
Jesus, hold me
And keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss
The beauty of becoming

Something new is growing
I can feel it come alive
In the dead of winter
Spring is on the other side

Jesus meet me
Be everything I need
In the waiting
In the in between
Jesus, hold me
Keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss
The beauty of becoming

Give me beauty in the ashes of this pain
Give me water in the wasteland, let it rain
As I wonder, in the darkness, be my guide
Oh Creator, oh Redeemer bring new life

And Jesus
Be everything that I need
In the waiting
In the in between
Jesus, hold me
Keep me from running
Cause I don’t want to miss
The beauty of becoming
No, I don’t want to miss
The beauty of becoming

A Sincere Thank You For Your Prayers

To all my friends and followers who took the time to read my poems “A Prayer For Alice” and “Prayer For Friends”, I would like to say a massive thankyou.

I’m sure you will all be glad to know that young Alice, who went through a seven hour operation back in April to have corrective surgery, which included having her hip broken and reset, had her cast removed early and is not only walking again, but last night along with all the other Everyday Champions Kids, took centre stage and danced, yes danced to the song God’s Great Dance Floor at our One Big Weekend event!

I thank you all for the prayers you made for this brave young girl, I’m sure Justin and Ruth, Alice’s parents, would offer they’re most sincere thanks also, they were very proud parents last night for sure.

The Power Of Prayer is just Unbelievable!

 NEVER doubt it!

BROKEN HALLELUJAH by JENNY SIMMONS
Two languages I heard when I was young
One said make-believe, the other said run.
But I have no peace when I try to pretend,
And running never got me anywhere in the end.
Something deep inside me was longing just to breathe
And either voice I followed ever made me truly free.

A heart divided cannot bear the weight
I’d almost given up and then I found this place
Where broken children gather and they sing their Father’s song
My heart was aching at the sound, I had to sing along

And find me on my knees, with nothing left to hide
I’ll be by the river, leaving all my shame behind
I’ll be singing loud, I’ll be singing clear
Broken Hallelujahs for everyone to hear
Singing broken Hallelujahs
You can find me here

Well history keeps trying to repeat
And the only way to stop its curse is learning how to speak
The language that is written in our hearts
Freedom comes when we find the place where mercy starts
So children gather ’round me now and sing that holy song
Where those that do not have a home can finally belong

And find me on my knees, with nothing left to hide
I’ll be by the river, leaving all my shame behind
I’ll be singing loud, I’ll be singing clear
Broken Hallelujahs for everyone to hear
Singing broken Hallelujahs

Blessed are the pouring hearts
Blessed are the weary ones
Blessed are the ones who weep
For they will see eternity

Blessed are the ones who hunger
Blessed are the ones who thirst
Blessed are the sick and needy

You’ll find us on our knees, with nothing left to hide
We’ll be in the river, leaving all our sins behind

Find me on my knees, with nothing left to hide
I’ll be by the river, leaving all my shame behind
I’ll be singing loud, I’ll be singing clear
Broken Hallelujahs for everyone to hear
Singing broken Hallelujahs
Hallelujahs
Hallelujahs

You can find me here