Anyway, one day my mom was creating and drawing scripture on some index cards. There was one that I loved the most, it said " I AM..... more than enough!" In black marker and in color markers around it she wrote the
names of Yeshua; Mighty God, Prince of Peace, counselor, etc.. When I picked it up reading it, I could feel Yeshua saying "I'm Alive!"I told my mom you forgot he's alive. She said your right. She took the card back and wrote "ALIVE!" In yellow marker underlined with black marker. It was cool. To this day I never forgot that and made one into a banner that hangs on my bedroom wall. Sometimes we forget that Abba is there waiting to help us. He is not distant, aloof, or against us. He wants to be part of our lives, intimate and personal like a true father would. Yeshua died & rose from the grave taking our punishment and now we can be with Abba once again in fellowship. Yeshua is alive! ready to help & teach us, giving us the Holy Spirit to guide us and hear Him. He wants us to believe He is there to help. He's Alive!
Philippians 4:19 "And my God shall supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus."
He's Alive
The gates and doors were barred
And all the windows fastened down
I spent the night in sleeplessness
And rose at every sound
Half in hopeless sorrow
And half in fear of the day
Would find the soldiers breakin' through to drag us all away
And just before the sunrise
I heard something at the wall
The gate began to rattle
And the voice began to call
hurried to the window
Looked down into the street
Expecting swords and torches
And the sound of soldiers' feet
there was no one there but Mary
So I went down to let her in
John stood there beside me
As she told us where she'd been
She said they moved Him in the night
And none of us knows where
The stone's been rolled away
And now His body isn't there
We both ran toward the garden
Then John ran on ahead
We found the stone and empty tomb
Just the way that Mary said
But the winding sheet they wrapped Him in Was just an empty shell
And how or where they'd taken Him
Was more than I could tell
Well something strange had happened there Just what did not know
John believed a miracle
But I just turned to go
Circumstance and speculation
Couldn't lift me very high
'Cause I'd seen them crucify him
Then I saw him die
Back inside the house again
The guilt and anguish came
Everything I'd promised Him
Just added to my shame
When at last it came to choices
I denied I knew His name
And even if He was alive
It wouldn't be the same
Then suddenly the air was filled
With strange and sweet perfume
Light that came from everywhere
Drove shadows from the room
Jesus stood before me
With his arms held open wide
I fell down on my knees
And just clung to Him and cried
He raised me to my feet
And as I looked into His eyes
love was shining out from Him
Like sunlight from the skies
Guilt in my confusion
Dissappeared in sweet release
And every fear I'd ever had
Just melted into peace
He's alive, He's alive
He's alive and I'm forgiven
Heaven's gates are open wide
He's alive, He's alive
He's alive and I'm forgiven
Heaven's gates are open wide
He's alive, He's alive
He's alive and I'm forgiven
Heaven's gates are open wide
He's alive, He's alive,
He's alive
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