He Loves Us...Oh How He Loves Us.

"Oh he is jealous for me....He loves like a hurricane...I am a tree....bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy...And all of the sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory...And I realize just how beautiful You are and how great your affections are for me...And oh...how He loves us...oh...How He loves us....oh.." 

-John Mark McMillan

" Bravo, God, bravo! Gods and all angels shout, "Encore!"
In awe before the glory, in awe before God's visible power. Stand at attention! Dress your best to honor him! God thunders across the waters, Brilliant, his voice and his face, streaming brightness— God, across the flood waters. God's thunder tympanic, God's thunder symphonic. God's thunder smashes cedars, God topples the northern cedars. The mountain ranges skip like spring colts, The high ridges jump like wild kid goats. God's thunder spits fire. God thunders, the wilderness quakes; He makes the desert of Kadesh shake. God's thunder sets the oak trees dancing ...A wild dance, whirling; the pelting rain strips their branches. We fall to our knees—we call out, "Glory!" Above the floodwaters is God's throne from which his power flows, from which he rules the world. God makes his people strong. God gives his people peace. " Psalm 29 The Message Bible.





Father,

We are the cedars you bend and break with Your glorious,thundering voice. Its breaks our heart....it breaks our will...it breaks our pride. It breaks us to replant us...to root us and ground us in love...Your love. But its not always breaking You desire...sometimes its bending that matters most. To bend so we don't have to break. We were created to blow like the wind...to move and flow in grace and wisdom in this life. To dance at Your leading. The breaking comes only when we plant our feet and refuse to move, to bend to Your will. Teach us to be more pliable....to be led by Your Spirit and be faithful to the call. And when we do it with love, for You and You're Word....it becomes less like bending and more like bowing. 

Jesus...if gods and angels know how to stand in awe and wonder of Your work, how much more should we as Your children, the ones You gave Your life to save. Your voice...Your glorious, powerful, thundering voice that crashes through trees and splits the heat from the flame just to whisper in our ear "I love you....I will never leave you...Be still and know that I am God." You are so jealous for our attention, You would destroy Your creations to make us aware of it. You are Glorious....You are Powerful...You are Mighty....You are Loving...You are Majestic....You are Merciful....You are Wonderful....You are Awe-Inspiring....You are Radiant....You are a Terrifying Force of Brilliance and Strength. You are not safe Father...but You are good. Let us be jealous for all Your attention and to see the will of our Father carried out. Nothing else matters but this.

In Jesus Name I pray,

Amen