Jun 6 2010

lead me.

A few weeks ago, Sawyer sent me this song {Lead Me, by Sanctus Real}, I honestly had no idea how it would effect me prior to listening to it. I really didn’t expect it to draw the emotional response that it did. Every once in a while you hear the lyrics to a song, and it draws you back into a moment where God changed everything, he changed the people, he changed the environment, he changed rules, heck, he even changed the court the game was played on. You wake up one morning + everything is different. Sometimes its for the better, sometimes it seems like the change is a looming axe waiting to strike. Sometimes, you really have no idea what exactly changed – but you can feel it. The lines “Lead me with strong hands, Stand up when I can’t” + “Show me you’re willing to fight, That I’m still the love of your life” drew me back to the struggles that our relationship + lives faced this past fall, prior to our engagement, I faced some giants that I really did not think I could fight. And he didn’t run. He fought for me. He helped me fight a battle that I really struggled to fight. He fought for me, when anyone else wound have high-tailed it + left me to collaspe under the weight of it all. He fought for me when I couldn’t do it alone.

After listening to this song on replay for over an hour, I came to the conclusion that this song embodies our relationship. Not that we are/or were in a state that we wanted/felt the desire to give up. But that our relationship is I triad of support – leading + giving emotional, physical + spiritual support to each other + leaning on + clinging to what comes from out Lord and Father.

I look around and see my wonderful life
Almost perfect from the outside
In picture frames I see my beautiful wife
Always smiling
But on the inside, I can hear her saying…

Lead me with strong hands
Stand up when I can’t
Don’t leave me hungry for love
Chasing dreams, what about us?

Show me you’re willing to fight
That I’m still the love of your life
I know we call this our home
But I still feel alone

I see their faces, look in their innocent eyes
They’re just children from the outside
I’m working hard, I tell myself they’ll be fine
They’re in independent
But on the inside, I can hear them saying…

Lead me with strong hands
Stand up when I can’t
Don’t leave me hungry for love
Chasing dreams, but what about us?

Show me you’re willing to fight
That I’m still the love of your life
I know we call this our home
But I still feel alone

So Father, give me the strength
To be everything I’m called to be
Oh, Father, show me the way
To lead them
Won’t You lead me?

To lead them with strong hands
To stand up when they can’t
Don’t want to leave them hungry for love,
Chasing things that I could give up

I’ll show them I’m willing to fight
And give them the best of my life
So we can call this our home
Lead me, ’cause I can’t do this alone

Father, lead me, ’cause I can’t do this alone.

Lead Me. Sanctus Real.


Jan 2 2008

Becoming new

This year my resolution was to no longer make useless resolutions, to no longer delight in the undignifying resolutions of divulging in the psychosis of worldly related vanity. This year I resolve to let go of what I have done, as the Linkin Park song states, “let mercy come & wash away, what I have become”. I am praying that we are enabled to let the Lord wash us with a cleansing fire and help us to become what he wants us to be :)

Grace and peace as we bring in the new year, be safe in your travels. God bless!


Nov 20 2006

days gone by…

Lonely Hours

By Kate Kiehn

Verse 1
Cause you?ve turned your back,
Took all of the slack,
Taken it back to you.

Chorus
In your lonely hours,
Christ empowers,
The tears that devour you.

Verse 2
You want to make your mark,
Let loose of the bark,
That holds God back from you.

Verse 3
Now He?s molding you, making you,
To all that you can be,
Cause you?ve gave him back that you can be.

Chorus
In your lonely hours,
Christ empowers,
The tears that devour you.

Verse 4
Now go make that mark,
Cause you?ve let loose of the bark,
That held God back from you.

Chorus 2
In your lonely hours,
Christ empowered,
The tears that once devoured you.


Apr 11 2006

Nothing Left

Sometimes, when I, Look into the mirror.
I cry, oh God, I wish you were here tonight
And I pray, I say, where are you now?
Oh, I wish I could find out.

In the midst of all this, earthly noise,
I cry out just to hear your, loving voice.
And all I can do, is just to worship you.
Bringing it, all to you, my king.

Everything, this is my offering, its yours.

And When I had nothing to left to lose,
No one else to chose,
Nothing I could do, nothing else,
Only to run straight to you.

You, You looked into my heart and you said,
My dear child, this is where
It has to start?

Longing just to get it right,
Seeking not, only your hand, tonight.
Wanting to, see your face,
To have the, feeling of your grace.

And all I can do, is just to worship you.
Bringing it, all to you, my king.

Everything, this is my offering, its yours.

And When I had nothing to left to lose,
No one else to chose,
Nothing I could do, nothing else,
Only to, keep running, straight to you.

And all I can do, is just to worship you.
Bringing it, all to you, my king.

Everything, this is my offering, is yours. Eternally yours

And when I opened up these tear stained eyes,
I turned to see you standing there,
Forever by my side.

And all I can do, is just to worship you.
Bringing it, all to you, my king.

Everything, this is my offering, is yours. Eternally yours

When I had nothing to left to lose,
No one else to chose,
Nothing I could do, nothing else,
But to run straight to you.

Only to run straight to you?
I’ll keep running straight to you?
-Kate Kiehn April 2006

This song started out as a haiku, a lullaby, a prayer. As it got longer I began to lamefully attempt to rhyme, to mark wonder. Its not much, but it’s all I have, its the bearings on my heart


Jan 22 2006

All is well, with my soul

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it, mount of Thy redeeming love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer; here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger, wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger, interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above.

-Robert Robinson, 1758