Rocked

Rocked by love. My life is messed up with God's pleasure. I'm drowning, and I'm so glad. I don't want my own life. Not at all. I want all of HIM!!!!! My heart has been awakened with love and directed toward purpose. I am finally just beginning to be alive and to know why I'm here. And I'll go deeper and deeper. And I'll trust. And I'll give. God, make me someone you can trust your secrets to. I will never compromise that cry. Let your fire burn in me!

Dance of Life

Dance the dance of love and worship. Worship: adoring reverence or regard. To dance my heart out for the King would be my greatest joy, because I love him more than anything. But what about the dance of life? Do I dance to my own tune? Do I withold my heart and soul from giving all when God's song is played? Why am I not satisfied? Because I am not dancing His dance. Because I am not giving everything. To dance with everything until my knees give way and I collapse to the floor would be "leaving everything on the field." In my life, do I do that? What if I were to live that way, leaving nothing? Becoming completely weak every day because I spent everything, only to be filled up again and again because I have been faithful. Talk about glorious living! Eden living! I want to see how God really first intended man to live; then I want to live that way. With all my heart I want to live that way.