Hope
Sin is broken, you have saved me. It is written, Christ is risen. Jesus, you are Lord of all.
"O God, I have tasted Your goodness and it has both satisfied me and made me thirsty for more. I am painfully conscious of my need for further grace. I am ashamed of my lack of desire. O God, I want to want You; I long to be filled with longing; I thirst to be made more thirsty still. Show me Your glory, I pray, so that I may know You indeed. Begin in mercy a new work of love within me. Say to my soul, ‘Rise up my love, my fair one, and come away.’ Then give me grace to rise and follow You up from this misty lowland where I have wandered so long."
I am so glad God's grace and mercy do not depend on my feelings or understanding. I am thankful that God cherishes me enough to listen to me rail against Him yet still extend His arms toward me so, when exhausted from my tantrums, I can curl up next to His heart and be 'loved on.' I am His daughter. He went to the cross for ME. He lives now and talks to God for ME. He makes sense of the rantings, longings, silent pleas, tearless cries - things I don't even know I'm yearning for - and presents them to the Father. He is stronger than my aloofness. He is stronger than my rejection. He is stronger than any walls I put up, the world puts up, death puts up.
You broke my shame and sinfuless,
You rose again victorious.
©Hillsong
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