The Way You Love Me

“The Way You Love Me” by Anthony Evans, Jr.

This heart breaks slowly
Tell me what are you doing to me
When I prayed do what it takes
*I didn’t know I’d lose everything
*Everything that meant anything to me is gone
How could something so right go so wrong
*It is the hurt that breaks me
*And it’s the pain that pulls me to my knees
*And the tears they’ve changed me
Til what I couldn’t see
*Becomes so clear to me
This is the way
*The way that you love me
My way destroyed me
I couldn’t see I was my worst enemy
So you took away til my soul ached
And I knew that it was no mistake
That everything that meant anything to me was gone
*Now something right has to come from this wrong
*It is the hurt that breaks me
*And it’s the pain that pulls me to my knees
*And the tears they’ve changed me
Til what I couldn’t see
*Becomes so clear to me
This is the way
*The way that you love me
You loved me so much that you let me
*You let me fall knowing that I would loose it all and hear your call
You love me so much that you chase me
*When I ran away you captured me by letting me run to the end of myself
To the end of myself and this is way you love

*LYRICS I RELATE TO.

This song hits so close to “home” it hurts to share it with you.  I know God did NOT give me ALS.   The way He loves me is SO HARD to discern because the love is so tangled with the pain.  What gives me moments of clarity are the simple things I used to take for granted:  “mom”, sunshine on my shoulders, a full laugh, snuggling with my husband even when I am mad at him, holding a pen, and the gift of a hug.  This is the way He loves me:  the magic momentum of the Body of Christ, you continue to gift me with comments even though I can’t respond, every breath I take… Life in the way He loves me is bleeding me into the sacrifice of thanksgiving.  I loveth thee, TWE

Sunday’s Showcase of Truth: Starvation

“If the people around you are dependent

on your words for nourishment,

are they starving to death???”    

                                                                                                                           Mike Haymen

Words of life

Intention

“We need deliberately to call to mind the joys of our journey. Perhaps we should try to write down the blessings of one day.  We might begin; we could never end; there are not pens or paper enough in all the world.” — George A. Buttrick  (http://www.heartlight.org)

Hurts

“The Hurt and The Healer” by MercyMe

Why?
The question that is never far away
But healing doesn’t come from the explained
*Jesus, please don’t let this go in vain
You’re all I have, all that remains

*So here I am, what’s left of me
*When glory meets my suffering

(Chorus)
*I’m alive
*Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
*I fall into your arms open wide
*When the hurt and the healer collide

Breathe
Sometimes I feel it’s all that I can do
*Pain so deep that I can hardly move
Just keep my eyes completely fixed on You
Lord, take hold and pull me through

So here I am, what’s left of me
When glory meets my suffering

*I’m alive
*Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
*I fall into your arms open wide
*When the hurt and the healer collide

It’s the moment when humanity

Is overcome by majesty

*When grace is ushered in for good
*And all our scars are understood

When mercy takes its rightful place
And all these questions fade away
When out of weakness we must bow
And hear you say “It’s over now”

*I’m alive
*Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
*I fall into your arms open wide
*When the hurt and the healer collide

Jesus, come and break my fear

*Wake my heart and take my tears
Find your glory even here
When the hurt and the healer collide

*I’m alive
*Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
*I fall into your arms open wide
*When the hurt and the healer collide

*I’m alive
*Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
*I fall into your arms open wide
*When the hurt and the healer collide

*I’m alive
*Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
*I fall into your arms open wide
*When the hurt and the healer collide

UPDATE:

*As we share our song space the lyrics that pierce my heart.

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Dew-Kissed and Clipped

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As a thoughtful gift, a dear friend sent glorious flowers.  I pondered the deep colors and became aware how fragmented my feelings are at the moment.  I can’t “feel” the warmth of the beauty.

“God”, I cried out, “this is so not like me.  I am use to the whole experience and then some.”

As He usually does, He rarely answers me directly.  I heard Him whisper “I was up early and saw my flower still kissed with dew.  I hand clipped each flower for you.”

You too have hand clipped gifts through out your day.  If you can’t feel it to the fullest yet, stop and give thanks.  It is part of His intimacy with you.