While the world is striving to attain perfection, I realize the only perfect One took my place, as a perfect sacrifice, on a cross. Through Him my weaknesses are made strong. I'm not afraid to be different, because I AM different. I'm a child of The Most High. I can be imperfect because I am loved by a Perfect God.

Praying for Direction. Lift by Prayer. Working for Peace. Labor by Power. Driven by Love. Love by Patience. Living by Faith. Live by Presence. Held by Hope. Learn by Faith.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Forfeiting Peace

So tonight we had a worship spectacular. My uncle sang at the end. One of the songs he sang was What a Friend We Have in Jesus. It was like I was hearing that song for the first time in my life.

What a Friend We Have in Jesus : when I've been surrounded by people, but feeling so alone.

All our sins and grieves to bear : I.don't have to handle anything on my own.

What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer : I can tell Him everything. In fact, that friend I've been searching for, who knows everything about me, my thoughts, emotions, its Him!

O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
all because we do not carry
everything to God in prayer.

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
take it to the Lord in prayer.

Can we find a friend so faithful
who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden,
cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge;
take it to the Lord in prayer.

Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In his arms he'll take and shield thee; thou wilt find a solace there.

This last part... Wow. My heart has just been feeling so beat up and bruised lately. My aunt defriended me on Facebook... As much as I say it doesn't bother me, it still hurts. We're family...

Healing takes time.

However, in the mean time, God has hidden me to protect me, but He hasn't forgotten about me.

My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. Song of Solomon 2:14

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