The Prayer of my Heart

I long to be still and know that you are God. I stand in awe of You. Your awesome holiness, majestic splendor, blazing glory, limitless power, and unquestionable sovereignty. I worship You for Your flawless character, Your infinite knowledge and wisdom, Your absolute justice, and unswerving faithfulness, unending mercy. I bow my heart and bend my knees before Your dazzling beauty, Your fascinating personality, Your incomprehensible humility, Your unsearchable understanding and Your unfathomable love. My greatest need is to have a far greater revelation of what You are really like. 

This is my prayer. This is the cry of my heart. I long to know Jesus even more closely than I do now. And yet, I am oftentimes held back or find myself holding back from coming closer to His heart. Since my recent move to Nashville, God has been calling me into a deeper place in His heart--to rest and to truly know that He is God. I am finding that as my eyes gaze upon His, everything else pales in comparison. When we rest in Him, we find our strength. 

Peace and grace to you today beyond compare. Trust and know that it is Jesus who TRULY sustains you. 

New Beginnings

     I am discovering more and more the beauty of seasons. There are 4 seasons in the year, but I believe that we individually have seasons that occur in our lives. They are moments that give us an opportunity to grow or to remain stagnant where we are. Well, I have just begun a new season in my life. This time, I found myself being rooted from one city to establish roots in another.

     Nashville. Nashvegas. Music City.

     Whatever name you call it, I am a Tennessee girl now (but always a Southerner). The Lord has been talking to me recently about letting my roots grow deep. I believe that He's speaking about this season of my life, but more specifically about being rooted in Him alone. This new task of coordinating trips and working on behalf of the cause of orphans has stirred my heart to cling to this truth all the more: Jesus is the best and most secure place to put my roots.

    So, enjoy the pictures of my apartment in Nashville, but know that my roots are in Jesus alone. I hope yours are too. It's the best place to be.

...So they will be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified. 

-Isaiah 61:3b

Blessed is the man who trusts the Lord. And whose trust is in the Lord. For he will be like a tree planted by the water, that extends its roots by a stream and will not fear when the heat comes; but its leaves will be green, and it will not be anxious in a year of drought nor cease to yield fruit.

-Jeremiah 17:7-8