Take Me In

I stole some minutes today. I made a choice to worship my King. I put on my absolute favorite CD and I forgot about the dishes that were stacked on the sink. I forgot about all the writing I needed to accomplish, the e-mails I hadn’t yet answered, the fact that the dog was stretched across the floor at my feet. I chose to focus my heart in complete adoration and praise to my God. In just awhile I had to pick up my car with it’s new transmission and pay a whole lotta money, pick up my son from school, start dinner, play with baby Ezra, pay some bills, do some laundry…but for those moments… I was carried away. I was in the presence of the throne of God and I danced. It was me and my God in my kitchen. The dog at my feet didn’t matter,...

Lips of shame and sorrow

Lips of shame and sorrow

  The lips of shame and sorrow, bend down to kiss his feet, With trembling hands she breaks the jar, her tears wash his feet A sacrifice of worship she brings to her king, bringing all she is all she has to give ….lyrics from a song (Alabaster Jar) I wrote years ago about the sinful woman who came to anoint Jesus. She came though she knew she would be scorned. She didn’t stop because of what others might say. She was used to being talked about. She was used to the crowd parting when she walked, she was used to being the “sinful” one.  She knew what it was to be used and cast aside. But Christ had done for her what no one else had done before – He gave her hope. He covered her shame. The woman’s worship was costly. She...

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