I'm falling for you

What can I do to hear your voice

Where can I go to seek your face

autumn trees remind me

losing it all, is gaining more

My God, My God

take my hand

My God, My God

let me dance again

your rhythm holds me strong, your phrases draw me close

your melody sinks in my heart

Lord I'm falling for you

how can I feel your presence

how can I know your love

cool breeze reminds me

you're romancing my heart

My God, My God

take my hand

My God, My God

let me dance again

your rhythm holds me strong, your phrases draw me close

your melody sinks in my heart

Lord I'm falling for you

what should I say to please you

how'd I deserve your grace

your son reminds me

how much you delight in me

My God, My God

take my hand

My God, my God

let me dance again

your rhythm holds me strong, your phrases draw me close

your melody sinks in my heart

Lord I'm falling for you

          

Not about me

I came home tonight to an empty house. Another night where my three wonderful roommates are out doing Young Life stuff... telling kids about Jesus. These are the nights pity and defeat hit my mind. What am I doing with my life? How am I serving God? Why am I sitting here worrying about relationships, the way  I look, or how much I really fail? Brokenness instantly swarms my heart as I become totally consumed with myself. But tonight I was convicted. 

Jessie came home to tell me her Urban Young Life girl from the neighborhood is getting taken away from her abusive family. As I watch Jessie's heart break for this young girl, and the other girls in her same situation... I realize that this really isn't about me. I felt instantly selfish. Here I am worrying about how I am not desired, or whatever... and this brokenness is taking place around me. 

Mollie and Andrea come in and we all pray for Sissy and her family. Then they share about their campaigners experience tonight: the Cross talk. They tell us how they desired so much to share with these girls that they can claim God's love. That they are free because of the cross. I look at my three roommates and am overwhelmed with conviction.  I am so blessed to have these girls in my life... reminding me that this life is not about me... it's about making Jesus known. 

I read something the other day about Autumn trees. How freeing it must be to truly lose everything and still stand firm, trusting in Gods power. Will I ever truly understand this? That nothing belongs to me... That I must truly lose it all in order to gain Christ. I love fall. I pray that this season would be a season of change for me. A time that I can learn how to truly let go and stand firm in Christ. 

"Cause this was never a story about me..."

"But whatever were gains to me I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them garbage, that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ- the righteousness that comes from God on the basis of faith. I want to know Christ- yes, to know the power of his resurrection and participation in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so somehow, attaining to the resurrection from the dead."

--Philippians 3:7-11