"Give me your eyes for just one second,
Give me your eyes so I can see,
Everything that I keep missin',
Give me your love for humanity."
-Brandon Heath



Monday, June 25, 2012

Be thankful.


Jesus Calling -
“Open your hands and your heart to receive this day as a precious gift from Me. I begin each day with a sunrise, announcing My radiant Presence. By the time you rise from your bed, I have already prepared the way before you. I eagerly await your first conscious thought. I rejoice when you glance My way.

Bring me the gift of thanksgiving, which opens your heart to rich communion with Me. Because I am God, from whom all blessings flow, thankfulness is the best way to draw near Me. Sing praise songs to Me; tell of My wondrous works. Remember that I take great delight in you; I rejoice over you with singing.”

Ps. 119:24 – Your statutes are my delight. They are my counselors.
Ps. 118:24 – This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Ps. 95:2 – Let us come before him with thanksgiving. Let us extol him with music and song.
Zeph. 3:17 – The Lord your God is with you. He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you. He will quiet you with his love. He will rejoice over you with singing.

WTs - 
  • He is mighty to save.
  • Be thankful. Be verbally thankful. Express thankfulness. This opens my heart to God. Thankfulness is the best way to draw near to God.
  • Be quieted by His love.
  • Extol Him with music and song.
  • He rejoices over me with singing.
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Great song this morning!


Favorite Part:


I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
  • How Deep The Father's Love For Us lyrics

    Lyrics:
    How deep the Father's love for us,
    How vast beyond all measure
    That He should give His only Son
    To make a wretch His treasure

    How great the pain of searing loss,
    The Father turns His face away
    As wounds which mar the chosen One,
    Bring many sons to glory

    Behold the Man upon a cross,
    My sin upon His shoulders
    Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
    Call out among the scoffers

    It was my sin that left Him there
    Until it was accomplished
    His dying breath has brought me life
    I know that it is finished

    I will not boast in anything
    No gifts, no power, no wisdom
    But I will boast in Jesus Christ
    His death and resurrection

    Why should I gain from His reward?
    I cannot give an answer
    But this I know with all my heart
    His wounds have paid my ransom




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