God, tonight my heart feels heavy –
Not because of something that recently happened,
But because I have been carrying a heavy load for a long time.
I so desperately want to rest and just be with You.
Your love is perfect.
You love is infinite.
You are the Ultimate Comforter.
Here I am with my good works –
Like dirty rags I lay them down at Your feet.
I want to pour my life out before You.
I long to be with You my King.
You alone are my Healer and Purpose Giver.
Here is my heart,
My heavy heart.
Gebroke staan ek hier voor U
Met ‘n pyn in my hart wat nie wil opdroog nie
‘n Dam wat opwel in my binneste
O Here ek het U so nodig
Ek het U so nodig
Jesus ek het U so nodig
My siel skree uit
Kom maak my vry
Kom breek die kettings in my
By U voete val ek neer
Die skerwe van my hart kletter op die
Koue vloer van hierdie wêreld
Ons almal stry teen hierdie donkerte wat ons wil insuig
Die enigste lig is U
Die enigste genesing is U
Jesus, die Barmhartige Samaritaan
Kom verbind my wonde
Was my wonde met U wyn
Bring herstel in my lewe net soos wat U kan
11 April 2016
I do not bow to the earth
I walk upon it in full authority
For I was blessed and called to (Gen.2:28)
Be fruitful and multiply,
To fill the earth and subdue it.
To have dominion over every plant and
Breathing creature’s soul.
For all herbage and it’s seed,
Belongs to me.
I do not bow to the earth,
For I am an ambassador of its Creator.
I am dust made alive by the
Breath of God
I was raised from the dust, (1 Sam. 2:8)
Lifted from the ash heap,
And set among princes.
The throne of glory is my inheritance.
I am beauty made from ashes.
“Christianity teaches that, contra fatalism, suffering is overwhelming; contra Buddhism, suffering is real; contra karma, suffering is often unfair; but contra secularism, suffering is meaningful. There is a purpose to it, and if faced rightly, it can drive us like a nail deep into the love of God and into more stability and spiritual power than you can imagine.” (30) – Timothy Keller [Walking with God through Pain and Suffering]
God I am so tired of the emptiness this world offers.
Where can I find depth?
Where can I go to escape this emptiness?
Im afraid it’s all gonna fall apart… All these things I’m holding together.
Is it my responsibility to keep it all in tact?
Or did I take on a role that’s not supposed to be mine?
Lord, how can I move forward when this heartache and depression keeps pulling me down?
The mouth speaks what the heart is full of, but what if keeping my heart demarcated is a better option?
God I long for Your presence to fill these empty spaces.
Your oil to heal these broken places.
Keeping a lid on sorrow is painful.
Uncertainty can overwhelm your soul.
I cannot help but wonder how it is at all possible for anyone to breathe peacefully without His mighty hand upholding you.
Why do you pamper your burdens?
You were not created to yield to the weight of this world. Cast your burdens on the One who will never leave you. Find courage in the arms of the Everlasting One. He will not allow you to slip and fall.
Flip the lid.
Hoekom vloei woorde altyd? Dis soos legato strome. Maar wat van die dag as hulle begin spring? Sal dit dalk wees soos staccato note of ‘n ‘tap dancer’ op ‘n hout tafel? Of dalk soos ‘n Maasai tiener wat spring want dit amuseer ‘n westerling?
Kan woorde dalk wees soos ‘n groot rots wat afbreek en teen ‘n berg af rol? ‘n Rots wat pad maak vir nuwe dinge en ‘n harde impak maak wanneer hy tref.
Woorde kan baie meer doen as net vloei.
Woorde kan die koers van baie dinge verander.
Dit kan in die pad staan soos ‘n muur in ‘n kommunistiese land. Dit kan dinge uithou en ook inlaat.
Moet woorde nie onderskat nie. Die tong is ‘n klein vuurtjie wat drome kan afbrand en passie kan stook.
(C) 2014 Elviera Schreuder
15 September 2014, Polokwane, ZA