Archive for September, 2002

communion.

Sunday, September 29th, 2002

Tonight was the first communion I’ve had in over a year. That is so hard to believe. After the tragic death of my pastor, we didn’t have communion for about 4 months. Then, with Pastor Jeff, every time we’ve had communion I have been away or sick.

Communion is such a bittersweet time. I wail at the recognition of my sin and the price He paid. And yet I worship at the remembrance of the sacrifice. Tonight was much needed.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small:

Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.


- Isaac Watts

sigh.

Sunday, September 29th, 2002

Why is it that miscommunication can ruin everything?

There I go again

Throwing my heart to the wind

Only to see

What life could be

If naivety would end.

to live for thee alone.

Sunday, September 29th, 2002

Holy Spirit, breathe on me,
Until my heart is clean;
Let sunshine fill its inmost part,
With not a cloud between.

Holy Spirit, breathe on me,
My stubborn will subdue;

Teach me in words of living flame

What Christ would have me do.

Holy Spirit, breathe on me,
Fill me with pow’r divine;
Kindle a flame of love and zeal

Within this heart of mine.

Holy Spirit, breathe on me,
Till I am all Thine own,
Until my will is lost in Thine,

To live for Thee alone.

– Edwin Hatch

with strongest hands.

Sunday, September 29th, 2002

With strongest hands
Shake my fragile dreams
Conquer the wander
Wrestle the rebel
Lead me to the open brook
Heal the honest ache

with strongest hands.

Sunday, September 29th, 2002

With strongest hands
Shake my fragile dreams
Conquer the wander
Wrestle the rebel
Lead me to the open brook
Heal the honest ache