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[brinny]

This is a song I had heard and then forgotten about....i just stumbled across it again. The lyrics are like heartbeats, beating out adoration and LOVE and worship to our Father God, our Abba, in stillness and quietness...He is speaking to each heart, ministering, whispering, beckoning to rest each head on His chest and be embraced and just BE still and KNOW Who He is as He wraps each heart in His inexplicable grace and love. He mooooooved ever so gently and powerfully here. He used Kari, especially as she knelt and kept singing, to open hearts even more into even deeper depths of His presence. There were hearts seeking Him there. It is true, that the more we seek Him, the more we find Him and the more we find Him, the more we love Him. And what we discover is that He was never very far.

Christ For The Nations Worship - The More I Seek You - YouTube

 

[brinny]

Im in need of resurrection, I'm in need of a restored faith in my God. Its not that I've lost faith in him, I've just seemed to have lost contact, and I feel like a sheep, wondered off and waiting to be retreived. I cant get back to him, I dont know the way.

Tell me, can you relate to the words of this song? Are you honest enough to say it when you're dry, spent, shut down, wondrin' if you're still a child of God cuz you sho' 'nuff don't feel like one right about now?

Resurrection - Nicol Sponberg - YouTube

Resurrection
(by Nicol Sponberg)

I am at a loss for words
There's nothing to say
I sit in silence wondering what led me to this place
How did my heart become so lifeless and so cold
Where did that passion go?

When all my efforts seem like changing the wind
Ive used up all my strength and theres nothing left I can give
I've lost the feeling, and I'm numb to the core
Can't fake it anymore

Chorus:
Here I am, at the end
I'm in need of resurrection
Only you can take this empty shell
And raise it from the dead
What I've lost to the world
What seems far beyond redemption
You can take the pieces in your hand
And make me whole again

You speak and all creation falls to your knees
you raise your hand and calm the waves of the raging seas
you have a way of turning winter into spring
make something beautiful out of all this suffering

Chorus ​

 

[brinny]

Selah - All My Tears - YouTube

All My Tears
(Selah)

When I die, don't cry for me
In my Father's arms, I'll be
And wounds this world left on my soul
Will all be healed and I'll be whole

Sun and moon will be replaced
With the light of Jesus' face
And I will be not be ashamed
For my Savior knows my name

It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears, be washed away

Gold and silver blind the eye
Temporary riches lie
Come and eat from Heaven's store
Come and drink and thirst no more

'Cos it don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears, be washed away

So weep not from me, my friends
When my time below does end
For my life belongs to Him
Who will raise the dead again

It don't matter where you bury me
'Cos I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears, be washed away

It don't matter
It don't matter
It don't matter
It don't matter​

 

[brinny]

Wayfaring Stranger - Selah - YouTube

Wayfaring Stranger
(Selah)​

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright world to which I go

I know dark clouds will gather o'er me
i know the pathway's rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more shall weep

I'm going there to see my Father
I'm going there no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am going over home.

I'll soon be free from every trial
This form will rest beneath the sod
I'll drop the cross of self-denial
And enter in my home with God

I'm going there to see my Savior
Who shed for me His precious blood
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home,
I am just going over home​

 

[brinny]

Homeless Man Gets A Home - YouTube

"No kind action ever stops with itself.
One kind action leads to another.
Good example is followed.
A single act of kindness
throws out roots in all directions,
and the roots spring up and make new trees.
The greatest work that kindness does to others
is that it makes them kind themselves."
~ Amelia Earhart​

 

[brinny]

Bunny Eating Raspberries! - YouTube

 

[brinny]

Steve Carell is fast becoming a fav'rite of mine.

ALEXANDER AND THE TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO GOOD, VERY BAD DAY (2014) Official HD Trailer - YouTube

 

[brinny]

......timely for Mother's Day...i remember being in a very difficult circumstance when i was very pregnant and homeless. A member of my family told me that i could stay at their house if i would agree to an abortion. I didn't. I would've sat on a toadstool on the steps of City Hall to insist someone help me, including the mayor, a judge, a council person, etc. but i was NOT gonna do ANY harm to the little one i was carrying. Who cared about being homeless, whatever? It's live-through-a-ble. I didn't give a hang if i was homeless, and concrete was where i laid my head. NOBODY was gonna have the audacity to tell me i had to make a choice to "eliminate" my daughter and have a roof over my head or to embrace the concrete and keep my daughter safe. So i embraced the concrete. As a matter of fact, i celebrated...me, my daughter and the concrete. The concrete became our friend. It wasn't as much of a threat to my daughter as my family was.

 

[brinny]

To all moms everywhere, the imperfect, the ones who think they are and must be perfect, the scattered and frazzled ones, the ones thinkin' maybe they should'a never been moms, and the forgotten ones, a Happy Mom's Day. Remember, no matter what, you brought a little tiny life into this world, sometimes against great odds and inexplicable pain, but you did. Your life will never be the same, and neither will this little one's. Mistakes happen. You pick up the pieces, apologize a lot (becoming expert at it) and through it all, learn to laugh...a LOT. This is perhaps the saving grace of the difficulties in being a mom, the laughing and the healing that flows from it, all around. And if you're real lucky, if you've forgotten how to play, this little one is the very one who will teach you how to again.

And always remember, your gift of life to the little one you carried, can never be replaced, and will never be equaled. It's priceless, and so are you.

Happy Mom's Day

 

[brinny]

LOVE this!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4u5AafxQdrM

 

[brinny]

This was posted by a new CF member in a thread titled What Prayer Means To Me. It edified and blessed me:

Hello. I am brand new to this site so I don't really know what I am doing, but your post caught my attention and I thought I'd toss my little story out your way. In February of 2014 I gave my whole life, lock stock and barrel to Jesus Christ. I surrendered everything in my lifge. My love for sports, motorcycles, fishing, even my tv. I gave up EVERYTHING in my life and followed Christ. The result? Unquenchable thirst to worship and know my savior. I think that very few out there truly know what it means to pay your life down for Christ or know the power and true fruit of the spirit that flows from within. ONLY a fully surrendered life can experience this.

I personally LOVE to pray. Not asking God to do stuff, but just to worship and simply "be" with God. I personally love to pray outside in nature. There is a small mountain I climb up almost every single day (been up there about 100 times now) to pray. I also listen to a worship music up there on my ipod and sing my heart out to God, usually in a flood of tears of Joy from being in his presence. One day I felt like I don't spend enough time up there praying for stuff. I spend so much time worshipping and expressing love to my savior that I actually forget to ask God to do stuff. Finally I told God that I'm going to have to make a prayer list to take up my mountain with me so that I won't forget. I would like to share how it is that God spoke to me the very next day through a song and through a book someone loaned me to read, but in these two things God revealed to me that my time up on the mountain with him is my special time just to "be" with him. To dwell in him and to worship him. He doesn't want my prayer list up there. He just wants me. I have so many experiences up there that I call "snow globe" experiences, where His presence and His love is so thick, and I am broken and weeping tears of sheer joy before Him in His presence. I simply can't get enough of Him, or being in His presence up on my mountain. In this I simply do not miss any of the worldly pleasures I gave up to follow Him. He is my Constant, my companion and the JOY of my life. And I will worship him with all of my heart.
This is what my prayer time means to me.

Love in Christ,
Paul

 

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double post

 

[brinny]

God hear us. We are DESPERATE for you. Revival, come.

Revival - Robin Mark Live with Lyrics - YouTube

 

[brinny]

On My Knees.

How precious and delightful is our God....His heart is ALL in the words of this song and the singing.....

reminds me of this beautiful verse....ever notice that the word "Light" is in "de-Light"?

"Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart." ~Psalm 37:4​

Twila Paris/Dennis Jernigan - On My Knees - YouTube

On My Knees
(Twila Paris/Dennis Jernigan)

When I don't know what I need
I need to get on my knees
When waves of doubt crash over me
I need to get on my knees

On my knees I find refuge
On my knees I find grace
On my knees I can feel You
Like we're meeting face to face
When I don't know what I need
I need to get on my knees

When I don't have strength to stand
I need to reach for Your hand
When life feels like sinking sand
I need to reach for Your hand

In Your hand I find refuge
In Your hand I find grace
In Your hand I can feel You
Like we're meeting face to face
When I don't have strength to stand
I need to reach for Your hand

When life leaves me with no choice
I must listen for Your voice
When lies confuse me with their noise
I must listen for Your voice

In Your voice I find refuge
In Your voice I find grace
In Your voice I can feel You
Like we're meeting face to face
When life leaves me with no choice
I will listen for Your voice

On my knees I find refuge
On my knees I find grace
On my knees I can feel You
Like we're meeting face to face
When I don't know what I need
I need to get on my knees​

 

[brinny]

Those who are no longer with us and those still amongst us. They have ALL sacrificed and given their ALL.

Battle Hymn of the Republic - Tribute to U.S Soldiers - YouTube

 

[brinny]

FIREFLIES Near Hudson River (NYC) - YouTube

 

[brinny]

Miracles Are For Real.​

A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.
She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even..
The total had to be exactly perfect.. No chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap,
she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store
with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention,
but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise.
Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster.
No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter.
That did it!

'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice..
I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,'
he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
'Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone.
'He's really, really sick....and I want to buy a miracle.' 'I beg your pardon?'
said the pharmacist. 'His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head
and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?'

'We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you,'
the pharmacist said, softening a little. 'Listen, I have the money to pay for it..If it isn't enough,
I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.' The pharmacist's brother was a well-dressed man.
He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a miracle does your brother need?'
' I don't know,' Tess replied with her eyes welling up.
I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation.
But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money..' 'How much do you have?'
asked the man from Chicago .. 'One dollar and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audible.
'And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.'

'Well, what a coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents---
the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.'
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten
and said 'Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents.
Let's see if I have the miracle you need.'

That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,
specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge
and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.
Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.

'That surgery,' her Mom whispered. 'was a real miracle.
I wonder how much it would have cost?'
Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost....
one dollar and eleven cents...plus the faith of a little child.​

In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need. A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law.​

 

[brinny]

PRAY for this righteous man. His life is being threatened because he's challenging our seriously corrupt government. God help us!

EPIC - Trey Gowdy gets a standing ovation on House Floor - 'We Make Law!' - YouTube

 

[brinny]

"The LORD is my rock, and my fortress,
and my deliverer; my God, my strength,
in whom I will trust; my buckler,
and the horn of my salvation,
and my high tower."
~Psalm 18:2​

You are my refuge - by Sannon Wexelberg, Matthew Ward - YouTube

 

[brinny]

He is surely coming. How GLORIOUS is that? It will be most likely a moment, so unexpected, and a moment when it appears that this world could not possibly get any worse, and then, in the twinkling of an eye, THERE He is!!!! Behold, He says He comes QUICKLY. And i suspect He meaneth what He sayseth.

AND His own, with their full-of-oil lamps, will be overjoyed, rejoicing in His return. Others who claimed to know Him, yet denied the very essence of WHO He is, will be so chagrined they will commence to swooning, horrified that He really came. Others will run for the hills and attempt to hide in the rocks, but find that there is no place to hide.

Alas. It-will-be-too-late.

My Deliverer-Rich Mullins (Lyrics) - YouTube