From a cracked heart...

I'm one of those girls who has dreamed of the guy she was going to marry since I was 5. I think I honestly skipped the whole "Boys have cooties" stage.:) (Being an early bloomer kinda sucks.)No, I'm not the type to plan my wedding before I even meet the guy. But ever since I was 5...I've dreamed (sometimes literally) of a man so in love with Jesus. That was the one prerequisite. The rest could follow. Since I couldn't date until I was 18 and chose NOT to date until I was 18, my little heart got involved.


I was never good at guarding my heart. I always got involved way to easily. I was the perfect example of remaining pure, yes, but my heart was always involved from the start, ignoring my mom's advice to "Guard my heart." (My mom would always say, you're not dating, but you're emotionally involved. How true.) I hadn't realized just how important it is to guard your heart. And while I have only gotten hurt about 2 times, it was the worst two times of my life. My heart broke. Well, not completely. Maybe scarred a little. Some cracks. If I would have gone on with some of the relationships, I think that my heart would have been broken a lot more. It amazes me when I look back and see God watching out for me, picking up the pieces, and tugging me in a new direction that I didn't want to take, because I wanted to follow my traitorous, human, romantic-idea-filled heart. 


These couple of weeks, I've actually ignored my heart and listened to the voice in my head. God helped me do stuff that I could not have done on my own, because, jeez, I wanted a real relationship. And while my heart may be a little cracked, it is far better than what may have been. And while my heart could be filling with bitterness, I can't go down that path again. First of all, I was the one who chose this. It just sucks when you realize that a person is not what they seemed to be. It is amazing how easily you fall for lines they give you. He was everything I had dreamed of. He was a great guy, but I just didn't know him that well. Yet, I cannot...I refuse to be bitter. That path almost destroyed my life, and I refuse to enter into satan's little game and go there. 


Being as I haven't been in a lot of relationships, it's understandable that I was taken in. But...honestly...I don't want to be a cynic on love either. I don't want to be hardened by life. Because I know that that wasn't love. Not the kind I want, at least. And while I've been trying to stop searching for it and let it come to me. In the meanwhile, working on guarding my heart and staying physically AND emotionally pure is going to be my goal. And when I give this all to Jesus, this weight on my bruised heart will lift, this burden on my shoulders will cease to be there. 


Seriously, the best advice my mom gave me was to guard my heart and not get emotionally involved. It saves a lot of heartache. Sure, you may have some disappointment, but at least your heart will be intact. 


I know. It is so friggin' hard, I just wanna give up. But it will be worth it in the end. God knows the desires of my heart and He longs to give them to me. But am I ready for them? I think He knows that I'm not, though my heart is screaming "Give it to me! I want the love of a lifetime!" (Firehouse is awesome) And I know it is SOO cliche, but for now, my only love of a lifetime will be my Jesus. And even when he does bring my so-on-fire-for-God, handsome, real, amazing, love of a lifetime into my life, Jesus will always be my First Love. 


Until then. I'm going to be trying to guard my heart. And encourage my friends and family to do the same. And I encourage you to do the same. You want to give your whole, healthy heart to your husband, not one that is torn and some pieces belong to Mark in Minnesota. 


Thanks for reading my emotional rantings. :)

A Plea For My Generation...

Last night was such a powerful night, as the youth group poured forth their praise, showing God that they were indeed hungry for His presence. One thing Ben said was "Hunger attracts the presence of God." I mean, how true is that? If we just go in, and sit around, doing nothing at all to invite God in...we're not going to get anything. We have to WANT His presence, His sweet aroma! 

Lately, I have been thinking about the ministry that God is wanting me to start. It is all coming real and so close. After I go to Bethel Church in Redding, California, this fall, I'm going to come back to my hometown and start up a youth ministry/music venue. God is giving me all of these cool, awesome ideas for it and it is all starting to come together (At least in my mind!) 

But one thing I absolutely know I want...God has been giving me an insatiable desire for my generation to know love. Real love. HIS love. And once they do, to go out and spread it and spread His presence, to live in His presence and bring it with them everywhere they go. To bathe in His river of Glory and Peace and Presence. It's going to be a ministry, yes, but it is also going to be sort of a training center, to send out kids, JUST IN THEIR HOMETOWN to be a light...in their schools, their work...

Anyways. That's my babbling for the day.:) Have a stupendous rest of the week filled with God's Presence.:)

Heart like Jesus.

You ask me what I love most. This is my answer: to be in the Presence of God. I don't ever want to leave it and I don't have to. I bring it with me wherever I go. But there are those times, when it is so thick that the only thing you can do is go down on your knees and worship the king of glory. 

What kind of love is this, that I will willingly follow Him anywhere...anywhere He goes? I've always said I love God with my whole heart...but I realized, I haven't given Him my full heart yet. 

My blog name is "Faint with love for my Beloved." I don't think I actually became faint with love for Him until today, as I was worshipping him...and his love like a hurricane was roaring through me, where I couldn't see anything, hear anything, think about anything other than my Jesus. His glory just completely...ahh. That's what it is like, giving Him your full heart. And I don't want to do it any other way now. After being in that place, there is NO going back, whatsoever.

A revolution. And satan can't do anything in his meaningless power to stop it.

He is jealous for me...

I may be slightly prejudiced when I say I love my pastor--he's my dad. :) But I sincerely love it when he preaches...you would think I'd be sick of him talking, but when he gets up there, he just lets God lead him. It's so awesome.

Anyways. Onto my blog, which by the way, is inspired by my dad's last sermon!
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There is a jealousy in the love of God that won't allow us to have any other lovers that keep us from Him. I just didn't realize how much until He totally broke down some crap in my life and revealed my "lovers" to me. I just had to give it all the Him and say "Here. Destroy them. I want nothing...nothing at all, but You." One of the questions my dad asked that completely pierced my heart was this: "Will you allow Jesus to become ruthless and destroy any other lovers that keep you from Him?" It made me realize how much Jesus means to me. 

As I was allowing these other lovers into my life, my relationship with my heavenly Daddy was decreasing. I was putting my time and effort into this other relationship rather than into the most important one. You could see it in my attitude. And I have to let those other lovers go. It's so hard. 

One of the things that Dan Knottley said was "He's God, He shouldn't have to shout...He should have the floor at all times." God had to shout to get my attention. I ignored His gentle, quiet whispers. I had to wait until He shouted and my heart was hurt a little, until I listened. I don't want that.

I want to be so in tune with my Jesus, that when it is the quietest whisper, I listen with my whole heart. 

Anyways. He is jealous for you. Don't allow any other lovers to come between you and Him.<3

My Prince

This is a poem I wrote...about...4 months ago? I haven't found my prince,(Not that I know of.:-p) but this is kinda what I came up with. It's going against the flow of "romantic" stories and books and movies. Sorry, I COMPLETELY suck at poems. 100% suck. :-)


The butterflies in her stomach eased
As he looked into her eyes
With that look of his
He leaned forward
And their lips met
Fireworks didn't explode
And her heart didn't stop beating
Everything stayed the same
But on the inside, she was changed
She was no longer a little girl
Dreaming of her prince
She was a grown woman
And she had found him
He wasn't in shining armor
like when she had dreamed
but rather had a few rusty spots
That had been cleaned
His honor shone through that armor
His valor like no other
He made mistakes
But had a Daddy who forgave
This was her prince
And he was so much better
than the ones in her dreams 
and fairy tales.


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Aaand that's it.:-) I think...that society holds the bar either way to high or way too low...find your prince, he will be perfect! I've settled for that fact that no man, no matter how gorgeous or in love with God he is, is perfect. I gotta let that dream go; I have to let go of these fairy tales, the stories I read in books and see in movies. It is amazing how much of my thinking on romance is completely based off of movies and books that I read. That's how I based my emotions. RIDICULOUS. I'm still holding out for my prince, but I'm not expecting fireworks to go off, either in my head or real, when he first kisses me.


On the other hand, society's view of princes can be tarnished COMPLETELY. The bad boy. The bad boy that all the girls want. I don't want a BA boy either. He has to be humble and loving and love kids! Sure, he can ride a motorcycle (hehe), but drop that whole bad boy act. 


Anyways. Ravings of this late night must come to an end. Have a great night filled with dreams from/of our Heavenly Father.:)


~Rachel Mae~

In my secret place, I find peace...

Lately, God has just been giving me creativity and I've been writing. I may or may not share some of it on here, but I hope that I will be writing on this blog more often. I find it freeing. This is how I can express myself. Anyways! Back to what I want to write about...

A guest speaker came to our Saturday Night Fire services last Saturday. He is an amazing, humble, great guy. Everything--and I mean, EVERYTHING--he said completely spoke to my heart.

He spoke about peace. And finding peace in your secret place--your place where you go to be alone with God. To settle back and rest and to not worry! This is somewhat of a big issue for me. Relationships in my life that I have been constantly worrying about, so much that they were invading my dream time and making "Sleeping peacefully" non-existent.

My secret place with God is where I will truly learn to be like Him...to have His glory shine on me. I want to be more like Jesus. This man was also talking about how Jesus healed from being peaceful and restful. He did not exert any effort in healing people. It happened when he commanded healing and it came, because of His ability to find rest wherever he went . Sorry, I'm just blabbing out my thoughts as they come, so if this is hard to understand, I apologize.

One of the things he said was this: "The only storm you have authority in is the one you sleep through" the one you have rest in. (Bill Johnson actually said that...Dan just quoted him.:))

I bawled through his whole message. It was as if God was saying "Rachel..this is for you. I love you"

I am so glad to serve a God..not serve, WORSHIP, ADORE, LOVE ON, a God who cares so much for everyone. While we were still sinners, He loved us. So how much more does he love us when we are His children? Awesome awesome awesome.

Thanks for putting up with my random, emotion-filled babbling. I appreciate it.:-)

There is nothing that I desire more...

People ask me everyday what I want most out of life. I answer with a stereotypical and vague answer. To be happy. To get married one day. Have kids. Make a difference. And while those things are important, they are not the source of burning desire within me. They're not the things that inspire me get up each morning to face a day filled with challenges...not always, but sometimes. I do want to make a difference in the world. It sounds so optimistic and unreal. But I do...I want to make a difference, whether it be in one persons life or a thousand lives.
Yet the very thing that burns within me, that was placed in me when I was made. It is to serve and love my Father, my Jesus Christ every single day. To get up with purpose and to make His Glory known everywhere I go. I desire to be a carrier of His light and love. I desire to get closer to Him each and every day that I am alive. Just by letting Him shine through me is making a difference in someones life.
I am not satisfied with simplistic answers. I am not satisfied with getting up each day for work and school and just going through the motions, think that one day...one day I'll make a difference. One day Christ will shine through me. I don't want to wait for that day. That day is here, that day is now. My relationship with my Daddy grows every day. I desire a relationship with Him that Moses had...to have His glory shine on my face so brightly! Getting up every day, thinking of it as a chore...I'm not going to get that relationship with Him in that way.
Every day, I desire more and more of my Lord. Having a relationship, getting married...those things desired are minuscule compared to this. Sure...I do want a relationship. Sure, I want to be successful. But to have His glory shine everywhere I go...nothing can compare. To have Heaven on Earth...NOTHING can compare.
I hope that this desire burns within you as well. The people I most respect...Dave Weigel, Sue Weigel, Randy Dean, Brad Kehn, Bill Johnson...I know that it burns in them too. They inspire me so much, but not as much as that man called Jesus who walked on this earth, as a man, and carried glory all around Him, everyday, all the time and had a relationship with God that was just...incredible.

Hello

Hello! Wow, it has been quite a while since I have written on here. I miss it, truly. This is going to be a poorly written, jumbled up ramble from this past year. I apologize.

God is doing so much in me. Over the past few years, I have had so much hate and anger in me and God has taken that away. Whoever thinks that we can do it by ourselves...needs help. I say that as respectfully as I can.

With all this talk of the world ending in 2012 and loss of hope, I have found a whole sun-shiney closet full of hope in Jesus Christ. Hey, if the world does end, I'm going up to heaven! But I refuse to listen to such rantings of crazy people. (Again...no offense if you're one of them..ya just gotta get your head on right.(:)

There are so many people who I admire and who have helped ...birth? me into this happy, joy-filled, warm, loving life filled with a loving, living God. I have to shout-out to Randy Dean, Bill Johnson and a lot of the people from Bethel Church, and my parents. They are so amazing and my daddy keeps giving me tidbits of wisdom. There isn't a day that goes by where I don't thank God for having amazing parents who know what it feels like to go through a crappy time in your life and know that you can overcome it by leaning on God.

What never fails to sober me, though, is the worlds quest for a savior in the physical form, one that can bring peace, one that can talk smoothly and charm it up. A false savior. When tragedy happens, instead of turning to the one true God, they turn to a second, the second best (well.so they think. ha) When he fails, what then? Who are we going to turn to? God is trying to get our attention, but we don't listen. We don't pay attention. As a person who ignored God and refused to lean on him, because I wanted to lean on a guy or a person who was cool, I know the wrongness of this. God brought me down on my knees, because of my stubbornness, my refusal to see God as GOD. It was my own circumstances that brought me to him. I HAD CAUSED IT.

I love joy. I love having this everlasting peace. I wish the same thing for America and I know that they wish for it too. Then, hey...please quit trying everything on for your own pleasure.

Love you guys! Have a great, sun-shine-in-the-middle-of-November day! May Joy and Peace and Rest and Wisdom fill you up as you (I hope!) seek the Truth of the creation of this world and a God who truly loves.

Love will overcome Fear

Lately, I have been really fearful. My brother, Jon, is in Iraq right now. Technically, he's safer now than he was 3 years ago when he went to Iraq, but the enemy is really trying to break my faith in God that He will keep Jonny safe. 

And the thought keeps coming back...love WILL overcome fear. Fear is from satan and love is from God. God will always beat satan. 

I'm really trying to trust that God will protect my brother(s) while they're serving their country, making sure that we will stay free.

Please be praying for me about this. Thanks guys.:-)

Miracles!

Well I haven't been on here for quite a time. I usually blog on Facebook. ha.

This past year, I've been to Redding, California two times: once in January and once in May. If you don't know what's going on there, I will tell you!

Bethel church, in Redding, is Bill Johnsons church. This is an amazing humble man who leads a church in bombarding heaven with prayers for healing. I went on a treasure hunt (more on that later) and saw two ladies healed. Then, I came back to where I live and miracles are happening in my youth group, my church, my circle of friends! It's so amazing what God can do. I love Him so much! 

God today IS the God of 2000 years ago! He STILL heals the sick, he STILL raises the dead! He's merciful and forever forgiving! And we, His children, can show God through us. We can heal the sick, BUT ONLY WITH GOD IN US. It's NOT us healing the sick...it's Christ in me, THE HOPE OF GLORY!!!!! 

Lately, I've been seeing so much oppression on Christians. Non-believers are striking out towards us. A minister on youtube had to take down his account, because he received a threat from radical muslims threatening to kill him and harm his family. That's sooooo not right!

YET, I'm also seeing hearts turned towards Jesus like mad! People are seeing these miracles and asking about this God who cares enough about us to heal us! WOOT!!!! 

These are crazy times, my friends. But Christ in Us, the Hope of Glory (Love that verse!), we shall overcome. 

God bless you!

Perfection

Perfection. A word that I hate, yet the same word that I'm obsessed with, the word that I think I have to be.

I'm not perfect. Big surprise there huh? But I want to be a missionary; how am I going to talk to people when I've barely done anything with my life, when my life seems to have gone smoothly, no troubles whatsoever? That's something I think about every night.

I grew up in a christian home, went to church every Sunday, and want people to think I have it together. I encourage people and pretend that I have the answers and try to never let anyone see me cry.

But I have my demons. My childhood wasn't perfect.Yes, I had the best parents ever and I was loved; but I've always looked for other love, as though Jesus' wasn't enough. I act like I'm so in love with Jesus and the truth is, I'm trying still to fall in love with him, but there are so many distractions. I act like he's my only love while the truth is...I have other loves. I hide them so deeply, that only God can see them. I have my temptations.

I try to hard to be unique, yet I am unique. I don't even know myself. I don't know if I'll ever be able to figure it out. I lie to myself, telling myself that my life is happy...and sometimes it is. But I want MORE. I DO want to fall in love with God. I want more of Him. But I don't know how to get it. I know, I know, read the Bible and pray every day...but I don't GET the Bible...I try to understand it. I don't know every verse. I don't know everything that a PK should.

GAHHHH this isn't coming out the way I want it to. I'm saying...I want more of God. And I want peace.

What is happening to America?

Why is America going to the wolves? WHY have we turned our backs on God? It's obvious that we're doing horribly without Him, on our own. We think these little things are OK that we do, but they're not.
Why have we turned our backs from the God who delivered us from the bondage of religion? Why have we doubted Him? What happened to America's freedom? We're in bondage, though we think we're free and we're so proud of it.
REALITY: We're NOT free!
REALITY:We're screwed unless we make a complete turnaround.

But what are we doing to change? Nothing.Everybody thinks President Bush is the worst President we've ever had, but he isn't!!! He's at least trying to stand up for what America is--er WAS-- based on...GOD! But people think he's so horrible. Yes he has made mistakes..he's HUMAN not God! We think America is so perfect in what she does, but she's not! Why have we rebelled from God? When did it happen? And when something goes wrong, people blame GOD, when they're the ones to blame for their own pain.

Take Abortion for instance. Women go get an abortion. A couple of years later, they WANT a baby. But they can't get pregnant, because something happened in their bodies when they got that abortion. They question God. "Why won't you let me get pregnant God? It's all your fault!" It's NOT. It was the result of their own stupid idiotic choices. And God gave us free will, so that we can learn from our mistakes, but we're so dumb that we make the same mistake over and over and over again!
No country should look up to us. We're heathens..it's true! We just do our own thing..we criticize other countries--Mexico, Canada, Israel, etc--but WE are the ones we should be criticizing..take the plank out of our own eyes and stop looking at the needle in the others. I'm not saying that terrorists do is right or that communism is the key. I'm not saying that at all! I'm saying that we need to stop judging, because we're just as bad.

Hurting

I lost my niece/nephew and it hurts. SO BAD. But I can only imagine what my sister-in-law and brother are going through. And I'm SO grateful that we have God to lean on. NO, Christianity is not just a crutch for me. It is a passionate, real relationship with my Lord Jesus. But in times of trouble, it's so nice to have Him there, holding you in His arms, telling you it's all going to be ok.

And it is going to be ok, eventually. But we will never forget that little baby. We cannot wait to see him/her in heaven for the first time. What an awesome reunion it will be.

Tears of the Saints

So there's this song called "Tears of the Saints" by Leeland. So powerful. "There are schools full of hatred; even churches have forsaken love and mercy" how true is that? WE turn away people who have dirty clothes...or smell bad..or just look bad. We don't say hi to them, yet we say hi to the hot guys who come in. (or cute girls) What is wrong with us? We're supposed to represent God, who is love and we're turning away the people who most need it...in that way, we're just like the world.

Think on it. Listen to the song. Meditate on it. It's powerful.

God bless!

~Rachel Mae~

Mexico was...

Amazing. and I miss it so much. I just love the kids and the people there! Their sweetness...and unselfishness..to see to it that you're the most comfortable that you can be..where is that in America? I mean, yes, in some very expensive hotels, but these people give it freely..you can tell that they love their homeland, but are also eager to try new places. This girl at Roca Enterna (the church that we support) Alejandra, is so sweet! They just come up to you, whether you've been there a long time or are new, and kiss you one the cheeck (and the cute guys do it too! hahahaha) Their willingness to learn English is amazing. They have so little, yet have so much.

oh did I mention that I went to Mexico? Yeah, Nov. 29th through Dec. 7. It was amazing. I think I already said that. haha. I really do miss it. It was a missions trip with our church. Emiliano, Julio, Fernando, Roberto, Fatiyma, little Julio, Estafania, and then the missionaries grandchildren---Kasey, Molly, and Ryan. all fluent in Spanish and in English. Oh, how I miss them! and walking to LeeAnne's every day..and going to La Bufa...ok I'm just gonna stop, cause it's making me miss them more.

Read 1 Peter 2:9. Powerful verse. Powerful word. Powerful God.

Just read the whole chapter!

God bless!

~Rachel Mae~

Thanksgiving...

Is a time to eat turkey and get fat? For most of us, that's the case, including me. Time to get together with family and friends, eat turkey, watch movie, ect. Most of us don't remember that Thanksgiving was the day that the Pilgrims and the Indians got together and gave thanks that they were alive, despite all that they had gone through. We have all of the material things and are still not happy, but kids in different countries only have God to depend on, and they're the happiest people there. Material things won't make you happy...if you have only God, that's enough. I encourage you this Thanksgiving to take a look at what you're grateful for..friends, family, food, Thanking God for letting you live! (cause we all know we don't deserve it)

Our family tradition is to pray, eat, take a glass of Catawba Juice, go around the table and say what we're grateful for. This Thanksgiving, I'm so grateful for everything I have and that I have the oppurtunity to go out into the world and give people the same joy that I've had for the past 15 years...and Jesus Christ.

Thanks so much ya'll! God bless!

~Rachel Mae~

Some more stuff that God put on my heart

I couldn't sleep, so I wrote this down and posted it today!obviously, since it's here...
PAIN--how God will get you through it.
I fall on my knees, this pain I feel is so great. Yet I know you're here; through this pain I feel You. I'm holding onto You, I won't let go. I'm clinging onto You. You feel my pain, You weep with me; You know what I'm going through. You've been through it. These chains on me will soon come off; You gave me a promise that You'll redeem me and You'll keep that promise.

DEATH---and how we can pray against it.
There's a spirit of death here and I can feel it. People keep dying, people keep weeping. I can barely see you Lord. Where are you? Why is this happening? THere are so many questions that go unanswered. Is this in Your will? Is this so Your people will turn to you? Is this your judgement? Why is this happening? I only see one set of footprints, but are they mine or are they Yours?
As I believe I told you before, 3 car accidents have happened in less then a year, and I really do feel like there's a spirit of death. but we can pray AGAINST it! We can pray for our schools, our teachers, our classmates and even people who aren't in your class. Maybe prayer can stop things from happening.
LIFE---what happens when you feel nothing
How long will this darkness stay here? How long until it flees? I'm praying but what's happening? I can't see it yet Lord, but it's coming. I need to breathe You in. I need You to breathe into me. I need life, but I only see death. Are you going to leave me hanging? When are You coming? Save me from myself. I'm learned to accept the circumstances. I search for light, but I get only pain.
DON'T--don't accept the ways of the world
Don't accept this world the way it is. Don't accept their ways. live your life as a unique person. live Your life God's way. It won't avoid the pain, but someone is with you at all times; He never leaves you,. At times, it may seem there is only one set of footprins, but that's when He carries You.
FootPrints the poem is one of my most favorite poems EVER! And so I took some stuff from it in the above poems
I DID THAT TO YOU
That crown of thorns--I put it on Your head; those nails in Your hands--those same ones that healed people--and Your feet--I put them there. I condemned You before I knew You. But I know You now, I know of Your love. Will it be true or will I turn in the blink of an eye?I spit on You, I shouted curses; I hated You; but I love You now.. I put perfume on Your feet and wipe them with my hair; I whisper words of love to You. Will it be true, or will I turn at the sounds of the trumpet? I mocked You..but now I am an image of You. You made me clean, only YOU. You forgave me.

WHAT DO WE HAVE?
Those people who have onthing have more faith in You than me, who has everything.

I SURRENDER
I surrender my heart, I surrender my pride, I surrender my soul. I kneel down at Your altar, at the altar of grace, to worship my king, my beautiful king. You put me here for a reason and it's to worship You.

ok, that's about it, the stuff that was on my heart. It just keeps coming..GOd bless!


~Rachel Mae~

some random stuff that just came to me

While I was listening to Kutless and reading a book, some random things and words just came to me. It's not supposed to rhymn or be a song, just words put together.

A Shut up Christian---an angry song/fighter one

A shut up Christian, is that what you are? We can't pray in schools, we're the ones who're persecuted. I'm not going to stand for that. We will pray, we'll stand up for what we believe in. I'm not gonna stay shut in a little box, pretending I don't have a voice that I do have. I'm protesting, I'm going to use my voice and tell people that there is Someone out there who loves them. Go beyond the surface, don't be afraid. Be who you are in Christ. Life is too short to stay unnoticed. Stand up, be recognized as one of His children, one of his disciples. Don't be afraid of the persecutors. Stand up, face the music, cowering isn't going to help.
Those words just came to me, cause I realize a lot of people are Christians, but don't say anything, acting like the world and staying quiet about His love. And that fact is making me angry.

Outside of this world--a "I can't believe" thing

Outside of this world, a wonder lives. We can't see it, but we can feel it, we can see the things He created. His wonder is there for all to see.

There is a purpose--a hopeful one

Zigzagging through life with no direction to where I'm going, trying to get by, can't wait for the day I die. Some people say that's the way it's supposed to be, that we're not created for a purpose, that we wonder aimlessly. Other people say there's hope, that we WERE created for a great purpose. I wanna know their hope, I wanna know their peace; what do they mean when they say that? Stand up, and make a direction for your lives. You're not too young or too old to start.
It's true. People do go through life aimlessly. Just trying to get by. Well, I won't let them. I'm gonna give them a direction for their life and that is sharing the news that Jesus loves them enough to die for them.

HELP!__ one about pride

I don't need to avoid this pain I feel, for You gave me a promise. Pick me up, put me in Your arms; comfort me from this pain I feel, you gave a pledge, a promise. Please help me, please support me, I'm laying down my pride, trying to get through life on my own, I need You, my Lord, my God. I lay down my pride.

ALWAYS YOU---directions; the first part is from a book, then I did the rest.

The high beam is all I have, to lead me down your way. Darkness hides your wonders, I beg for the light of day. Is your face right there, behind that cloud, I wanna know, I wanna see you. Outside of time, inside my mind, it's You, always You.

It's You, always You, I wanna see, Lord.it's You, only You , I wanna seek, Lord. Your light is all I have to lead me to You. Darkness may hide Your wonder, but it can't hide You. I wanna see your wonder.

Ok, so that's all, I just wanted to share these with you. THanks ya'll!
oh by the way, Two days ago, a kid from our school got killed in a car accident. There've been 4 car accidents in the last year, all students from PHS. I feel there is a spirit of death and I want to pray for it. Please pray with me. "Where one or two are gathered in His name"

THanks! God bless!

~Rachel Mae~