Monday, September 24, 2012

Musings on “Songs of Deliverance”

         
















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Lord, I rush into Your chamber.
   Exhausted, I fall as dead.
Your melodies
   surround me with peace;
Your songs of deliverance
   fill me with hope.
Once again
   I find my rest in your chamber.

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Heat exhaustion consumes me;
   hot and dry,
   I am left withered.
Like soft rain
   Your songs of deliverance,
   revive my soul.
Your music once again
  renews my life-weary heart.

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During the night watches
   my soul troubles me.
   You seem so distant.
The hardness of my heart
   shuts me in.
   I can’t breathe.
Your songs of deliverance
    rescue my failing heart.
Your Presence near -
   my soul rejoices
   during the night watches.

Marcia
7-29-08

Friday, September 14, 2012

From Mount Zion, the perfection of beauty, God shines in glorious radiance. Psalm 50:2 (NLT)



The above verse captured my attention one morning. So I parked there and did a walk about. Why had this verse been highlighted in my thinking? What could it mean for me here now - today? I understood the words from an OT perspective - but what about for “now”?

Thoughts began forming and coming to life.

Zion is the place in Israel that God has chosen for His dwelling place. One day that will be actually come to be. Zion is God’s residence - His habitation - heaven. For believers today Zion is our heart, a temple indwelt by the Holy Spirit of Jesus, a place where God dwells

O LORD, I love the habitation of Your house  And the place where Your glory dwells. Ps 26:8

There are four words in that one verse for a dwelling place. David must have been really emphasizing God’s dwelling place - like home. So what is so important about home - the place where we dwell???
  
Think of home - what makes home - what makes it comfortable? Ideally home, the place where we live and move and have our being should be a place that expresses who we are; a haven; a place to get away from it all; a place to show hospitality etc.

Y  A place of praise: But You are holy, You who inhabit the praises of Israel. Ps. 22:3 (WEB)

Praise: an expression of approval, value, merit, commendation or worship; older meaning was a compliment

Y  A place of glory: O LORD, I love the habitation of Your house And the place where Your glory dwells. Ps. 26:8

Glory: honor, glorious, abundance, riches, splendor, dignity, reputation, reverence; Glorious and gracious presence; God manifesting/displaying His Nature - Character

Y  A place of beauty: One thing I have asked from the LORD, that I shall seek: That I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, To behold the beauty of the LORD And to meditate in His temple. Ps. 27:4

Y  A place of light: From Zion, most beautiful of places, God has sent out his light. Ps. 50:2

Light: shines forth; to send out beams; to cause to shine; manifested Himself in a glorious manner; glorious radiance

Y  A place of rest: For the LORD has chosen Zion; He has desired it for His habitation. "This is My resting place forever; Here I will dwell, for I have desired it”.  Psalm 132:13-14

Rest: resting place, quietness

Y  A place of provision: "I will abundantly bless her provision; I will satisfy her needy with bread."Her priests also I will clothe with salvation, and her godly ones will sing aloud for joy. Ps.132:15-16

God chose Zion - the word Zion means guidepost, way-marker - one that is conspicuous in nature. He chose it and made it public knowledge.

Because of what Jesus did on Calvary and Pentecost — He now makes anyone who believes in Him, His private abode, His chosen habitation: the place where He finds praise, glory, beauty, provision, rest and shines forth His light.

Out of you, most beautiful of places, God sends out Jesus, The Light of the World. He has chosen to manifest Himself through us. He has chosen to live and move and have His being reside in earthen vessels. We chose to live and move and have our being in His Dwelling Place: HIM!

Individually each one of us is His Dwelling Place and collectively we are His Dwelling Place. Maybe we could be called God’s Zion, a conspicuous place of His residing; those “living stones”.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Sit with Me

Come, my child
sit with me
rest your head
against my chest
feel my heartbeat
becoming your own.

                         Sense the rhythm
                         of my breathing
                         slow and easy 
                         in and out
                         never hurried
                         never fast
                         always steady
                         always there.

Come, my child
sit with me
rest your soul
against my life
firm and strong,
soft and gentle
My will to know.
My love to flow.

  
Marcia
10-30-06

Saturday, September 8, 2012

His Song of Life


     He’s on the shore
of my heart
inviting me to sing.
    With pleading eyes
and smiling lips
He hums
His Song of Life.
    Its melody
surrounds my soul
with beauty and
with grace.
    I answer back
and join with Him
To sing His Song of Life.


Marcia
12-17-06

Friday, September 7, 2012

Living Water

Living water
flowing freely
Unimpeded
from the throne
Into valleys,
over mountains
Every crevice
filled with life.
Cool, refreshing
on it streams
Never ending,
always there
Till its destiny
it reaches
And its goal
fulfilled.

Marcia
Feb 07, 2007

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Released

Hidden once in shadows deep
   unseen by human eyes
Sleeping colors dim and pale
   as covered by a pall
Wait in silence while the light
   creeps up their lonely path
To awaken once again
  the music in their hearts.
Like a phoenix dead and gone
  from the ashes its reborn
Sparks of fire begin to dance
  their songs burst forth with life.
Leaves, trees, plants
   explode with joy anew.
The vibrant colors of the woods
    Again in life released.


Marcia
11-11-06


On a very bright day,  we were driving somewhere as a family. I caught a glimpse of a forest that seemed to be waking up as from a deep sleep.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

In the Cool of the Day












In the cool of the day
            when things are soft and quiet,
I sit at your feet
            and hear your voice
            speaking to my heart.
Your language of love and joy and comfort
            fills my heart with Your fragrances
            that captivate my soul to overflowing.
I cannot move. I dare not move.
Eternity sits still
and doesn’t breathe.
Suspended in Your presence
            I sit at your feet
            and hear your voice
            and things are soft and quiet
                        in the cool of the day. 


Marcia
8/25/06