One Unbroken Gaze

Desperation. Frenzy. Anxiety. Melancholy. Darkness.

These are words that describe me these past weeks since my surgery. Even in the joyous news that all my pathology came back clear, there is an unsettled gloom that hangs. I know a large part of it is just the path of recovering, and crazy medications, and new medications my body must adjust to, and old medications that have become unbalanced, and a body that has been hacked into and anesthetized once again.

But I also know a large part of it is because I am fixing my eyes here.

All the Way…

All the way my Savior leads me,
Oh, the fullness of His love!
Perfect rest to me is promised
In my Father’s house above.
When my spirit, clothed immortal,
Wings its flight to realms of day
This my song through endless ages:
Jesus led me all the way.

(Fanny J. Crosby)

Glory

From Selah’s song, Glory

One day voices that lie will all be silent
One day all that’s divided will be whole again
One day death will retreat and wave it’s white flag
One day love will defeat the strongest enemy
So we wait for that one day come quickly

We want to see your Glory
Every knee falls down before thee
Every tongue offers you praise
With every hand raised
Singing Glory
To you and unto you only
We’ll sing Glory to Your name

We know not the day or the hour
Or the moments in between
But we know the end of the story
When we’ll see

Wednesday Worship: Invisible God

Lately, I have been struck again by the beauty of my home, and gratefulness abounds inside me. Today I put together this collage of pictures taken by Bri, the kiddos, and I as my Wednesday Worship. It captures just a touch of the beauty God fashioned around us, the treasures of our home and family, the glory of life.

Thank you, God, for showing me Your face everywhere, for glimpses of you every day, everywhere I turn my eye. You are breathtaking.

Wednesday Worship: Invisible God from b on Vimeo.

Wednesday Worship: Dearly We’re Bought

C.S. Lewis wrote: “If you read history, you will find that the Christians who did most for the present world were just those who thought most of the next. The Apostles themselves, who set on foot the conversion of the Roman Empire, the great men who built up the Middle Ages, the English Evangelicals who abolished the slave trade, all left their mark on Earth because their minds were occupied with Heaven. It is since Christians have largely ceased to think of the other world that they have become so ineffective in this. Aim at Heaven and you will get earth ‘thrown in’: aim at earth and you will get neither.”