Sunday Psalm: time well spent

A Sunday well spent brings a week of content.

Sunday.

The day we are urged to rest.

Connect with what matters most.

Look back at what was, leave behind what needs to stay there, and adapt as we need to move forward changed for the better.

Remind each other we care.

Remind our souls we are Beloved. 

Listen for His voice before all others, helping us reset our priorities for His Kingdom first.

There is nothing I like more than celebrating Sunday morning with my heavenly family, Sunday afternoon with my sofa, and Sunday evening with my loved ones.

To me, Sunday’s not so much about what I do apart from resting in His Presence.

May we take some time to soak in who He is and who we really are before stepping into the week ahead.

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Sunday Psalm: King of my heart

King of my heart,
I am lost in wonder at the sight
of such a love shining so bright
I am Yours You are mine.

King of my heart
How I long for more of You
to overtake the space within
Til I am all Yours and You are mine

Oh how Your love glows
Oh King of my heart
Oh how the cross shows
You’re the King of all hearts

King of my heart
Take my hands my hopes and dreams
And all the in-between
For I am Yours and You are mine

King of my heart
How You pursue me every day
And to my heart You daily say
I am yours and you are Mine!

#SundayPsalm

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Note: inspired by King of my Heart, Hillsong United.

Sunday Psalm: Adventure

From near and far
You call Your own,
from the outcasts
You invite us Home.

As the season changes
and the time draws near
You remind us to approach
without fear

O Come
O Come
God is with us
Emmanuel
O come
rejoice
lift up your voice
Jesus is born
Hallelujah

The adventure lives on
as Advent draws close
with its heart full of love
which Jesus rings out

As time passes on
and His light starts to dawn,
we will join with the angels
to sing loud His song…

O Come
O Come
God is with us
Emmanuel
O come
rejoice
lift up your voice
Jesus is born
and we sing Hallelujah

#SundayPsalm
#ADVENTure

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Sunday Psalm: Renewed Capacity

The enemy likes to try and suck the hope and joy out of us, and diminish You in our eyes, O Lord.

Last night You spoke so clearly as You lovingly reminded Your Beloved that You are unchangeable.  Never fickle. Always loving. Forever good and holy.

Your capacity to pour into Your people is not the issue here.

Our holding on to You and not letting our hope fizzle out and our joy wither is.

Because if we are allowing enemy lies to be counted as truth, the hope and joy we have in You will begin to fade.

Only You cause our gifts to grow.
Only You can restore our Hope when all is dark.
Only You can bring joy when we have been long in the season of waiting.

But you don’t just leave us where you find us, God.

You take us beyond to the next beyond as the love You have for us becomes deeper as it unfurls.

You don’t just restore us, You add an increased capacity to hold even more of You!

I give my “But God,” “Why me,” and “How long” into Your hands. and in a beautiful exchange, You pour out increased faith, love, joy and a fresh wind of hope to enter the empty spaces left within by my feeble doubts and insecurity.

All I have comes from Your hands.

I believe You have more in store for Your Beloved.

There is a release of sweet grace entering this space reserved for You.

There is a heightened awareness of Your love, the fragrant aroma of Your heart beating for me.

The capacity to hold truth is being enlarged as You increase my ability to hear, sense, taste and see You.

No looking back over my shoulder except to review the ways You have blessed me and rescued me.

Onwards towards all You have for Your Beloved!

#SundayPsalm

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Sunday Psalm: Renewed Capacity

The enemy likes to try and suck the hope and joy out of us, and diminish You in our eyes, O Lord.

Last night You spoke so clearly as You lovingly reminded Your Beloved that You are unchangeable. Never fickle. Always loving. Forever good and holy.

Your capacity to pour into Your people is not the issue here.

Our holding on to You and not letting our hope fizzle out and our joy wither is.

Because if we are allowing enemy lies to be counted as truth, the hope and joy we have in You will begin to fade.

Only You cause our gifts to grow.
Only You can restore our Hope when all is dark.
Only You can bring joy when we have been long in the season of waiting.

But you don’t just leave us where you find us, God.

You take us beyond to the next beyond as the love You have for us becomes deeper as it unfurls.

You don’t just restore us, You add an increased capacity to hold even more of You!

I give my “But God,” “Why me,” and “How long” into Your hands. and in a beautiful exchange, You pour out increased faith, love, joy and a fresh wind of hope to enter the empty spaces left within by my feeble doubts and insecurity.

All I have comes from Your hands.

I believe You have more in store for Your Beloved.

There is a release of sweet grace entering this space reserved for You.

There is a heightened awareness of Your love, the fragrant aroma of Your heart beating for me.

The capacity to hold truth is being enlarged as You increase my ability to hear, sense, taste and see You.

No looking back over my shoulder except to review the ways You have blessed me and rescued me.

Onwards towards all You have for Your Beloved!

#SundayPsalm

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Sunday Psalm: Bless the Lord

Praise the Lord, my soul;
all my inmost being,
praise His holy name.
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and forget not all His benefits.
Psalm 103:1-2 NIV

Oh the thousands of ways
I could bless Your Holy Name
as I look back at my life,
the one I have had
only because of Your hands.

All I have comes from You,
each and every blessing
flows through Your heart
of love before You send it my way.

With every breath,
I choose to thank You
and bless You.

Whether I am standing in the desert or the ocean of plenty,
whatever my season
I bless You Lord.

When my heart is overwhelmed
and I cannot speak what is
captured within, I will still choose
to bless You Lord.

When my lips ring with grateful song, or cry with the pain of loss,
I will bless You Lord.

In the quiet of this moment,
or the loud shouts of corporation praise, I will always choose to bless You Lord.

For You deserve all the blessings
honor, glory and praise Your children can offer You,
24/7, 365, for eternity.

We join the angels in
proclaiming Your
forever song of praise
as we bless You,
over and over and over again Lord.

Bless You Lord, my soul cries, as I worship You, Worthy and Holy One!

#SundayPsalm
#heartcry

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O my soul, bless God.
From head to toe,
I’ll bless His holy name!
O my soul, bless God,
don’t forget a single blessing!
Psalm 103:1-2 MSG

Sunday Psalm: Give Thanks

Everything I am
comes from You
Your hand shaped my being
my gifts
my freckles
my smile
my love for music & word
All I am? Made by Your hands

Everything I have
comes from You
my family
my friends
my cat
my home
my jobs
my health
all I have?
Provision from Your hands

Everything I can be
comes alive from Your love
my slumbering dreams come back to life
my wrongs are laid to rest at the foot of the cross
my gifts are ignited by Your passion for Kingdom yet to come
my love deepens & takes root on the Rock
my hunger & thirst are satisfied by & in You
All I can be? Comes to pass in You

This thankfulness which wells up within me cannot be quenched in the storms, for Your Presence & Provision will never stop for Your Beloved. 🙂

#SundayPsalm

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Sunday Psalm: Hope’s Anthem

The song lyrics to Hope’s Anthem is resounding through my heart this morning.

Its been a rough emotional week as I have been wrestling down discouragement & renewing my walk with Hope. 

This song is my new anthem, for my Hope is alive & arising within me from new depths today. 🙂

Sometimes what He has already spoken to another’s heart can become our anthem too.  This song encompasses where I have been and where I am headed. Straight into Hope’s embrace!

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Hope’s Anthem – Bethel Music

He’s awakening the hope in me
By calling forth my destiny
He’s breathing life into my soul
I will thirst for Him, and Him alone

He has come like the rain
That showers on the barren plain
So my heart and tongue confess
Jesus Christ, the hope of man

My hope is in You, God
I am steadfast, I will not be moved
I’m anchored, never shaken
All my hope is in You

He’s bringing hope to the hopeless
And giving His heart to the broken
And sharing His home with the orphan
He is the joy, He is my joy

He is the hope of the nations
The Father’s heart we’re embracing
He is the song we’re declaring
He is the joy, He is my joy

Why so downcast oh, oh my soul
Put your hope in God alone

Sunday Psalm: not just spoken

Your love
is not just a spoken love
although You made sure
to record it
in Your Word

Your love
is not a distant one
as You made sure
to display it
in Your Creation
for all to see

Your love
is not a woosy love
as You made known
on the cross
lifting Your heart
high for those You love

Your love
is not just a spoken one
but You never stop
speaking to
Your Beloved

Your love
is love in action
never stopping
ever pursuing
constantly drawing near
continuously reaching
for the hand
of Your Bride

Your love
caused You to
create a counterpart
so You could have
another to love,
although God in Three
are already
complete
without her

Yet Your love
became spoken
and fleshed into action
when Jesus walked
lived and breathed
and loved amongst us

Showing us
Your love
face to face
in a lavish act
of crazy grace
as You spoke
Your love
directly to
Your people

Your Spirit never stops
revealing the Father’s
adoration of His children,
and the Son’s devotion
& delight in His Bride

Your love is
not just a spoken love
and I am forever changed
because of Your love

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Sunday Psalm: Let Heaven Come

When Your people
humbly drop to their knees
before You
inviting Your Kingdom
to come & invade us,
You come.

Just as You have
throughout human history
since its beginning,
come and let what You
want to be done
happen here on earth.

Take our brokenness
and let Your Light shine through it.

Take our wounds
and bind them in Your strength.

Be the One who holds us all together.

Use our gifts, our passions
as only their Giver can.

Let our hands, our feet, our words, our actions show Heaven to a hurting world.

Let Love lead the way to freedom & victory.

Let the lost be drawn in,
and make their way Home.

Your Kingdom.
Now.
In every moment.

Let Heaven come.

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