Let Your Glory Fall.

The song I'm listening to over and over again for the past couple days is surprisingly not off the record of Deja Entendu. (Which is kind of a miracle.) If you do not know what Deja Entendu is... shame on you. Probably the best record I will ever own. Anyway. I have been listening to Hillsong's "You'll Come," by Brooke Frasier.



"I have decided, I have resolved to wait upon you Lord."

I am so weak in myself and so breakable. When I put my heart into the hands of sin ridden humans, what else can I expect but to have it be carelessly tossed aside as I have carelessly lent it away. God said to guard our hearts and everyday I find new ways to protect mine. I don't want to put all my hopes and dreams in the hands of people. As much as I love the people I am blessed to have in my life, my happiness will not rest in them. But, as I reread that... How can my heart not break when a friend steers away from the path? How can my heart not burst into the highest of melodies when a friend has found the light? How can I not put my heart into the world and let them break it as Jesus did? If I want to guard my heart but let others lean on it, how do I find that balance? I think the only balance in this destruction is Jesus and that all I have in my heart will glorify Him when I use it to do His will. So to guard my heart I will keep a fraction for myself and share the rest with those in need? I think that's the best I can hope to do. I've never been good at the whole keeping my heart to myself anyway.



"As surely as the sun will rise. You'll come to us. Certain as the dawn appears."

How amazing is the day that the end of the world will come. As depressing as that sounds, it's not depressing at all. God gave us this life so that we could live. And death came to the earth as a result of our defiance. In some ways death is an awful thing. When you look into the eyes of their loved ones and can not tell them for sure where they are seated. It is a sad thing to say goodbye without the knowledge if you'll see them again. But death can also be the breaking point in a revolution. It can be a symbol to carry on through struggles. I think that death is under glorified in a way. Because after all, those who are blessed to know Him will be in a much brighter place. I think all we can hope for is to take as many with us as possible. We'll come to You.



"You'll come, let Your glory fall as You respond to us. Spirit rain, flood into our thirsty hearts again. You'll come, You'll come."

I want to be flooded over with Love. I want to breathe it into my lungs and crave it evermore. I love this kind of Love. There is no comparison.



"Chains be broken. Lives be healed. Eyes be opened. Christ is revealed."

I hope I live to see every knee bow down. Every mouth proclaim who is Lord. How blessed is the last day on Earth.



Today was a great day. I spent this morning with my family and then headed over to my new family's house for hopefully what is to become a new tradition. My family is all musical and so in Love with God it's mind blowing. I feel inspired just being around these people. I want to end on a thought.

How important is every "small decision" in our lives. I don't think there are any. I found a Gibbard editorial in one of my old Paste Magazines and found these quotes mind boggling.

"I find myself obsessed with alternate paths I could’ve taken. I don’t think about this with a sense of regret, but with a sense of wonder... But for every one of those scenarios where I think things happen for a reason, I find myself regretting decisions that I never really had." -Ben Gibbard.