Submission

Not My Will,

But Your Will now,

I do know why but I don’t see how

I can drink this cup and face this test

When my Spirit is troubled

And My Heart is stressed.

But at the Cross I leave My Will

And turn to You in Need until

You turn and walk away from Me,

I am forsaken!

You are hurting Me!

But Father, here I am,

Broken,

Waiting in the horrors unspoken,

Six hours will I take on board

What humanity could not afford.

I take their pride, their selfishness,

Their greed and their callousness,

Their evil thoughts and deeds so dark,

They blemish Me,

They pierce My heart.

I take their sickness, grief and loss,

I carry it upon this cross,

In agony I tell the Truth,

I did this all because of You.

Because, Dear Father, You asked of Me,

To love and set the captives free,

To give sight to the blind and open prison doors,

To love like You and care for the poor.

To use My flesh as Son of Man

And enter into Your Good Plan

To fellowship with all You made

And through My Blood remove the grave

Of darkness, separation, grief

I tore the veil and gave men speech –

To confess that I Am the Way, the Truth and Life

To know the Father

And have New Life

So I submit, Dear Father, now

And put My Hand to the Plow

Not looking back I now can see

Man’s hearts submit in Unity

So that they are in Me

And I am in You,

And all who see us will know the Truth,

That Love thrives when one can see

The Foot of the Cross,

Where sinners kneel.

Spent

When the day's not even over
And life's weight is pulling closer
To your breaking point,
That flaking point,
Where rest is not enough,
When the weeks are rolling by and passing
Before you're done with the asking
When is it time to stop, to rest, to breathe?
When it's raining and it won't let up
And the world is loud and you've had enough
And Groundhog Day is here again
And you throw your arms up
And say
I'm spent!

When you're here,
In this wear and tear,
In this dirty place
Where there isn't enough space,
In this camping ground
Where you feel like you've drowned,
Remember.
Christ is here.

When you're spent
He's just getting started
When you finally understand this you've departed
From that endless squeaking mouse wheel
Where your efforts aren't enough-

When you give up
He is Risen
When you forgive
You're forgiven.
When you're tired,
He's your Rock.
When time's not enough,
He's the Place where time forgot.

In your weakness
He is Greater,
In your doubts
He's your Creator,
Reigniting Hope and Faith,
Breathing Life into your wish for Grace.
When you're frightened
He's your Father,
When you're timid
He looks after
Every hiccup, every hangup,
Every tired old fear and failure.
He's the lifter of your head.
He's the Life and He's the bread
That will sustain and carry you...
He'll see you through.

So when you're spent,
He's Heaven-sent.
When you're weary,
He sees so clearly...
Even though it looks so bleak
And you feel so mild and meek,
His lens is other-worldly,
His view is what you should see:
He sees the love and plans He has for you;
He holds your hand,
He knows what to do.

Come to Me,
He calls,
So softly,
Come and find Me
In this moment.
Be still and know that I am God.

Nourish

Sit a while.
Wait and see.
I cry out,
Come to Me!
You are not made for busy.
You are not made for stress.
Come, My child,
And rest.
Rest.
Even when you are doing nothing
You are successful to Me.
Even when you fail,
I still watch and see
That you love Me,
You need Me,
And sometimes when you're lost
You forget to come to Me,
Then count the cost.
Lost hours of peace,
Of needed rest,
All you have to do is come to Me
And confess
Your need for Me,
Your longing,
To come Home and to exhale.
You can lie down in green meadows,
My Love for you will prevail.
My Love will be with you wherever you go,
But sometimes when you forget to slow
I seem distant to you,
Uncaring,
Aloof,
But busyness blinds you,
It gives you false proof
That I am absent,
            or lacking
In My care for you,
When the truth is,
I never leave you!
Nourish yourself,
Dear one,
Come to Me!
Do yourself a favour
And believe that I am freely
Able and willing to comfort and protect.
To strengthen you
And fortify you,
In My Love I will never forget
That you struggle,
You stumble,
But your heart is in the right place,
Oh, My dear child,
Seek My Face!
Your nourishment comes from My Hand.
Your strength is worked out in My Plans.
So refresh, restore, bring everything to Me,
And you'll see, when you come, dear one,
That I will set you free.

Come To Me/ Communion

Come to Me.
Without agenda.
Just surrender.
Come to Me.
Without ambition,
Without complaint,
Beyond all problems,
Come to Me.

Can you see that it's not about structure
Or what we can discover by listening to men?
Can you see that it's not about formality
But in reality
It's just you and Me?

Come.
Spotless bride.
Come.
Come and abide.
Come.
Sit and rest.
Come.
Take and be blessed.

Beyond complication,
Beyond borders,
Beyond the law.
I was broken for you,
So you could adore
New life in Me,
And I,
In you.
My blood shed for your life,
Your life bathed in Truth.
Come.
Commune with Me.
I am the delicacy of your heart.
I've set you apart
To proclaim the Good News,
March forward in strength,
Uncorruptable you
In exchange for My corrupted flesh,
I have made you blessed.
I have given you your assignment,
Paid for by My blood,
The Great Commission,
Designed from above,
So, come and be strengthened,
Come and abide.
Then go forth with My Love,
And in Me, you'll thrive.