Yesterday, I talked to an angel – and he painted a picture of glory

I laughed, he sighed, then we both sat and cried – with the deepest of longings

He asked me…

Wouldn’t you like to know

The depth of the face of God, the joy, the hurt, the anger?

Or

The way He listens to your earnest prayer, loving every word

Wouldn’t you like to know

The greatness of the moment when He asked His son to die – and He complied

And all of Heaven silently cried

Wouldn’t you like to know  - what I – do?

Yesterday, I answered an angel – I looked into his face without a doubt

I knew, he flew down from a place I cannot start to understand – and yet I told him

I don’t think you understand…

Wouldn’t you like to know

The way it feels to desert him, the grief, the pain, the despair

And then

Feel as stirring in Your heart, and find your Father is still there

Wouldn’t you like to know

The day that Heaven wept saved your life – my heart leapt

Knowing in His arms, I’m safely kept

Wouldn’t you like to know – what I – do?

So the next couple days - I think I’ll up load a song each day.  These are from the years past - leading up to being married.  These songs were on the favor for wedding attenders - but I heard that there was some difficulty with that… so …

this is I song I wrote called “my heart.”  It was written after a difficult conversation or two with Chris.  I realized that my heart has a home with him no matter what, and so… this song was written.  I hope you enjoy - if not, don’t keep listening and turn it off :)

ok

awesome

krista

it is an incredible thing to think that there is a being who, by His nature, is greater than anything I can understand.  that my inner sense of “epicness” will someday be blown away by His revelation.  that His value or worth is the greatest that I can conceive and beyond that.  His glory is the highest.  He is holy, holy, holy - or holiest.  

so - now, we trust in Him

though this world may quake - we trust in Him

because He is beyond it

sometimes

I have too much to do - and i get so completely overwhelmed with how life is and how i wish it might be

sometimes

I have responsibility that I’m not sure how to rightly hold up

sometimes

I look at the days to come and wonder how I’ll make each day happen

sometimes

God does my jobs for me - like when I picked a book for my choir to study that I picked for bad reasons (cause i liked it) and our concerts seems to be its soundtrack.

sometimes

God sends me funny little encouragements - like a husband that likes to cut wood in our apartment

sometimes

i realize how not about me my life really is

sometimes

He calms the storm - with a whisper - peace be still - He could settle any sea - but it doesn’t mean He will - sometimes He holds us close - and let’s the winds and waves go wild - sometimes He calms the storm - and other times He calms His child