Courageous Hope

Any area of your life that does not glisten with hope is under the influence of a lie.

Take Me October 18, 2011

Filed under: Gratitude,Hope,Poetry,Spirituality,Supernatural Living — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 11:49 pm
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When I can’t get there on my own

Take me to the hidden place, deep within You.

Where Your wing of love guards me, keeps me.

Take me to the place where Your power infuses my strength drained out and becomes Your never fatiguing, always outstretched, strong arm of love.

Take me to the place where my lack disappears in the face of Your abundance.

Take me to the place where You alone satisfy me so that the things of this earth release their strangling hold

Because You hold me.

In this world of dust and sweat,

Take me to the place of beauty and rest, where the price you paid covers all.

Give me Your eyes to see, Your heart to beat.

When blindness drowns my hope

Take me to the all-seeing place where You are my hope.

Because you are hope.

Take me to the place of fullness and completeness that swallows up all my brokenness.

Take me to the place where I am so saturated in You, soaked right through and spinning through this place releasing Your scent of life in a world that smells of death.

The grace you pour out like a drink quenches my unquenchable thirst.

Just take me.

Take all of me.

I choose You.

I will lose it all and

Gain everything

Because everything is found in You.

There is no loss when it is lost for You.

Take me.

 

 

An Invitation To Courageous Hope February 26, 2011

Right now there is a song wearing a deep groove on my ipod as it repeats throughout my days. It moves me from deep within with lyrics like:
Your face is what I long to see…
Show me Your face
No more veils covering me
Burn me with pure love
So I can see

Gorgeous Face by Rick Pino is piercing the depths of me right now. It is the beat of my heart. I long to see, truly see His face. I desire for all the veils to be lifted that block my heart from seeing the real and true God. The veils of my own brokenness, the veils of religion, the veils of false assumptions, the veils of my own pain.

I am done with just talking about God and His face. I want to experience Him in all His fullness, truth and power. I am done with clichés and trite religion, done with to-do lists and programs, done with worshipping a god that looks like me.

I am undone.

His face is all that matters. His gorgeous face.
I want to be consumed by His love and the fullness of His heart.

As I pray for eyes to see, I wonder if I can see His face in all this mess?
In the dirty dishes, the teething toddler, the mountain of laundry, the piles of bills, the world gone mad and hopeless.

Can I find him here? See his face?

And I look up; cry out for the veil to be lifted.

And hope rises.

Eyes open.

Ears hear.

That is what brings me to this space here. I need an outlet to process through the written word my journey to His face.

Will you join me here?

Let’s walk together down the long aisle…..
With courageous hope.
Removing the veils as we walk

I see Him waiting for us at the end of the aisle with His all-consuming love, His gorgeous face.

Full lyrics of Gorgeous Face by Rick Pino

Your face
Is what I long to see
Your eyes
Piercing the depths of me

Come quickly, my Father
Your child is here waiting
Show me Your face
No more veils covering me
Burn me with pure love
So I can see
My Lord, my Lord

Awesome splendor
Glorious majesty
Faithful Father
Gorgeous face

 

Pure Glory February 2, 2009

Filed under: Poetry,Spirituality,Uncategorized — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 12:12 am

Today I came across a new song by Christy Nockels called Pure Glory. I just really felt like it sang out the cry of my heart today. How much I desperately need God in every single area of my life, and how much I want my life to truly be lived for nothing else but his glory, despite how often my selfishness gets in the way of it… in my deepest places I just want God’s heart to beat in me, I want Him to shine, breathe and live through me. That is my prayer today and this is my song.

Pure Glory

In my heart, in my eyes, in my soul, in my life,
How I need Your pure glory
In my rest, in my work, in my secret, in my worship,
How I need Your pure glory

Unveil my heart, let me look upon Your face,
Pure glory fall down on me
And I’ll spend all my days,
On the riches of Your praise.
Let my life count as pure glory for Your name
For Your Name Lord Jesus
For Your Name

 

Worship October 13, 2008

Filed under: Poetry,Spirituality,Uncategorized — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 12:11 am

Below is something I wrote quite a few years ago, I came across it today and wanted to post it. The last several months when I have made the choice to worship God and dwell in His presence I have found it transformational. Not that it never was before. But increasingly as I’ve truly taken a “nevertheless” attitude in my worship to Him, despite whatever is going on around me or in my life and just give God glory and praise anyway, in the midst of declaring how Holy He is, I find myself humbled, repentant and in awe. God is bringing my sin to the surface in worship so that He can strip me of all that he cannot use.

One of the most poignant experiences of this is when recently I found myself overwhelmed with dark thoughts and lost in the midst of my own pain, and I chose to worship and seek God’s face and He was faithful, He spoke to me, He actually told me what to do, and even when it didn’t make sense to me, God has used it to transform my heart and to change my path to more closely line up with His.

As I am able to get my eyes of my small story and gain perspective of God’s much larger story and see that it is all in His hands, He’s holding the beginning and the end, right in His hands, I find peace.

So here is the poem i wrote quite a few years ago, partly inspired by the CS Lewis quote about most Christians making “mud pies in the slum when they could be making sandcastles by the sea.”

Why O Lord do I wander,
Recklessly giving myself to other lovers.
Why do I waste time making mud pies in the slum
When I could be making sandcastles by the sea.
Increase my passion Lord.
Free my heart for worship,
True worship.
For when I come passionately
Expecting
To see God’s face
And sit at His feet
I stumble right into His lap.
With my head up against His chest
I hear His heart beat
Suddenly
I realize how desperately I need Him,
How all I’ve lost is found in Him
When I realize this God has overcome all others
To capture my heart,
This King of the Universe has moved heaven and earth
To capture my soul
And I am captivated
By You Lord
My whole being overflows in awe
And worship
To You
The One who created the beauty of the mountains
And the vast mystery of the ocean
To You
The One who has set me free
To You
The One who delivered me from darkness
You are God
And I will worship you
From the depths of my heart,
My mind
And with all my strength
I will worship you.

 

Rumblings August 14, 2007

Filed under: Poetry — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 12:36 am

the rumblings of my heart grow stronger now
i can’t keep them quiet
they surge
and find no resolution
but only a place in the deep darkness
so dark
and i cannot see

a spark of light flickers
and quickly subsides
will the spark be enough to guide me?
I know you are a breath away
but the breath is long and slow and i can’t catch it
will you come?
will you come?
if you come will i see you
over the wall?
the bricks are strong and well formed
and i cannot break them
i climb and get to the top
i look for you
but when i didn’t see you
i fell
i don’t know if i can climb again
it seems darker now
the spark flickers again
i’m not sure where it went
will you come

 

 

 
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