overwhelm: bury or drown beneath a huge mass...
as of this moment, there is one prayer lingering in my heart: that my eyes would behold You in all of Your beauty., and that my eyes would behold You in all of your glory... Lord come and awaken my heart; inflame my desire for You.
You told me tonight that You found my worship beautiful... you whispered to my ears that You find me beautiful... and I am overwhelmed. Overwhelmed by the fact that You love me. Just as I am.
I want to find You. Everywhere I go. I've said it before, Father, but I'll say it forever: I want to say with all my heart that You are my Father in whose presence I abide.
Let me see Your face, let me hear Your voice. You are the one I love and I will seek You forever.
I want but to sit at your feet gazing at your fiery eyes, melting away in the flames of Your passion.
gaze: look steadily and intently, especially in admiration, surprise, or though. [in sing. ] (in literary theory) a particular perspective taken to embody certain aspects of the relationship between observer and observed.
Between Lover and loved. Between You and me.
My heart hurts because I know I have to let go of myself. You've been taking me gently to a point in which the only next step is to turn everything over, and I want to see You and behold You, so I'll do anything.
I lift my eyes up to the heavens and my heart stretches out to You. Father, Son, Spirit of God.
One thing I desire in my heart and that will I seek: to abide in Your presence, Lord all the days of my life. FOREVER
and that huge mass that is burying me? It's His love, forever mine, although I most assuredly do not deserve it. But He doesn't care that I don't deserve it, so why would I?
(It is a season of change, of transformation. It is time to love=live)
Friday, February 02, 2007
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This is amazing, I´m trying to understand this, and I cry for His presence come to me, and let me feel his embrace. I liked a lot, and I know that you will found worship in spirit and in thruth.. your friend pr
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