So i never thought it really worked before ( i know, i know... I have so little faith and i'm horribly self righteous) but recently when the enemy has come to accuse my heart and begins to steal from me, shame me, and condemn me I quote scripture and beleive in its power. And guess what?! It really works...who would have thought, right?..I mean...it's just the word of God (I hope you picked up on the sarcasm in that last statement). His words are void and fall to the ground, but the words of Jesus are sharp and do not return void. His words are true. If He calls you beautiful it is not just an opinion...He's the creator of beauty..He determines what is beautiful. It's true. Dont you love Jesus for that? What He thinks of us is real and true. LALALALALA!!! <-that is me singing.
I was also thinking today about how excited I am to meet myself. Have you ever thought about that? Like who we are is yet to be known. In this age we are fighting and wrestling to really discover who we are and understand where our identity really lies. I was thinking about when I was younger and the pain of not knowing myself, not understanding myself, and hating all of my insecurities in my own skin. I had no clue who I was. Now that I am learning to walk and yoke myself to Jesus, the more I begin to see jesus redeeming me, and I am slowly (but surely) learning to love myself, understand myself, and love the way that He made me. The more I see of Him the more I see of my own identity..because He created me..He formed me..and He dreamed me into exsistence. I love that He had this dream in mind, and one day when He apears I will see Him and I will be like Him...and then I just imagine myself in the age to come..in the millenial kingdom. Im going to be shining so brightly, I am going to be smiling so big, I am going to be fully alive, I am going to be fully loved, I am going to be fully known. the veil is going to be lifted off my eyes and I am going to see myself as I really am.
well, the first thing I am going to do in the next age (after I tear through the crowds to get to Jesus, then hug Him and squeeze him, pour out my heart and soul, and push mary of bethany over to the side so i can wipe his feet with MY hair and never let Him go...ok I guess i'll let Him go so other people can get a turn) after all that I am going to look in a mirror (maybe like another seas of glass or something on the earth!), examine myself, and actually discover the dream of His heart in forming me..what was He really thinking when He knitted me in the secret place? What was really on His heart when He was rejoicing with His father over my exsistence? I am going to admire every way he made me...every arena of my character, my personality, my heart, my face, my body... I am going to love it. I can't wait to meet Jesus' Emily.
Jesus makes my heart soar.
9You have captivated my heart, my sister, my bride;
you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride!
How much better is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11Your lips drip nectar, my bride;
honey and milk are under your tongue;
the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12A garden locked is my sister, my bride,
a spring locked, a fountain sealed.
13Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates
with all choicest fruits,
henna with nard,
14nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,
with all trees of frankincense,
myrrh and aloes,
with all choice spices—
15a garden fountain, a well of living water,
and flowing streams from Lebanon.
16Awake, O north wind,
and come, O south wind!
Blow upon my garden,
let its spices flow.
mmmm... i love this. and i love you! and Him for dreaming you here. and just Him period. ok, i'm done.
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