Believing that the end of this Easter marks a new beginning in The Spirit. Grateful for a song that prophesies just that. Or so I think.
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Music Credits: Hillsong Worship
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Gracious Tempest
This may have been shot in black and white, but His Love is anything but.
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Marking this Easter with the wonder of His Love.
Music credits: Hillsong Young and Free
Wholeness
Standing tall
Becoming a bit like You
Through it all.
Pain translates into purpose
As I surrender my all to You
The end of my rope is where You start
For You intend to make all things new.
No, I won’t bypass the process
Help me dignify it
For that is where I find You
My light in the darkness.
Things may look bleak now
Remind me You rose again
So I can look away and look into
The face that makes me whole again.
Amenđź‘‘
Resurrection Day: I want to Follow You!
I must have more revelation of your word!
Take my words to heart when I ask you, Lord;
rescue me, just like you promised!
I offer you my joyous praise for all that you’ve taught me.
Your wonderful words will become my song of worship,
for everything you’ve commanded is perfect and true.
Place your hands of strength and favor upon me,
for I’ve made my choice to follow your ways.
I wait for your deliverance, O Lord,
for your words thrill me like nothing else!
Invigorate my life so that I can praise you even more,
and may your truth be my strength!
I’ll never forget what you’ve taught me, Lord,
but when I wander off and lose my way,
come after me, for I am your beloved!”
(Psalm 119:169-176, The Passion Translation)
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Palm of Your Hand
At a time where with His leading and grace, we are learning to navigate the uncertainty of the times and seasons we find ourselves in midst of, this song is a breath of fresh air, a raw vulnerability and an honest confession of The Truth that sets us free.
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Music credits: Palm of Your Hand ft. Harvest (TRIBL Music)
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Happy Easter!
The price that was paid for me
By who we call, “Jesus Christ”
His Love that bled for me.
So I could have a brand new start
The only thing in His Heart
He willingly took all the darts
In wholeness, and not in part.
It was a garden with a new tomb
Carved out of rock
To lay The Rock on whom we stand
Could He be buried in the sand?
Darkness seemed to loom
The disciples filled with despair and gloom
But Heaven was already fighting
So we would never have to remain in hiding.
The women prepared spices and perfume
To anoint the body who could not be contained in the tomb
The Angel of The Lord rolled the stone away
And rendered the tomb empty where He once lay.
For He rose again
Our Resurrected King
Holding the keys to Eternal Life
Running in my veins even now as I write.
The mystery of the ages now revealed
In who we call, “Jesus Christ”
Our Messiah, our Abba, our Father
Besides Him, there is none other.
He is Risen
In His Name, salvation is our portion
The tomb remains empty so our lives can be full
With the anointing of His Spirit, who never ceases to pull.
Pull us into the Hope that our lives hinge on
A hope that never disappoints, never fails
For the victory that was won
Was won once and for all and therefore, shall forever prevail.
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Dancing on the waves
I do hope the melody washes over you with tidal waves of His Love and the lyrics sink deep into your bones through His Spirit, flowing like a river of healing and peace.
Yes.
Even when we are dancing on waves.
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Music Credits: Bethel Music ft. We The Kingdom
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Prayer đź’–
“For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches, he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us.”
(Ephesians 3:14-20)
It’s one of my favourite passages, and thought I’d share it towards Easter.
Blessings.
Good Friday.
Who knows me by name
Went to The Cross
And took all my sin and shame.
Ridiculed and mocked
He bore all my pain
With nail scarred hands
That have wiped away my stains.
“Abba!”
He cried out for the sake of His own
Drops of vinegar they offered
For the drink offering that stood all alone.
He cried, “It is finished”
And with that bowed His head
Giving up His Spirit
Which now lives in you and me instead.
His death was not the end
But only a beginning of sorts
For the joy set before Him
He endured the scorn of The Cross.
The blood stained ink of Calvary
Now rewrites our story
With Grace and Goodness as the cornerstone
For the stone the builders rejected has now become the capstone.
✝️❤️
The Warrior King
And yet, You come through
In a million different ways
In the span of just one simple day.
Humbles me to know
That a God so mighty, a God so weighty
Cares for me, and that too
Ever so compassionately.
I look beyond the temporal
Into the beauty of The Heart
Whose Love fights for me
And stops at nothing to set me free.
You are the same
Yesterday, today and forevermore
A truth that sets my soul at ease
For I know full well, the mountains crumble at the sound of Your roar.
Yet to me, Your voice is a gentle whisper
Ever affirming, ever true
A voice I want to grow even more familiar
With every storm You see me through.
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