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@4thelord
Moving tomorrow. Everything is weird.
baby kicks and moves and flutters and I'm in love.
why do so many people lift up their arms when they sing worship songs? is it necessary? if you didn't do it, do you think it'd lessen the experience?
A lot of people do it as an act of surrender. There’s so much power in worshipping a holy God, and for me, as I open my arms and lift them high, that in and of itself is an act of worship. It’s opening all I have to Christ and praising Him in my song. Sometimes, I can’t even help it. It’s as if I can’t get close enough, so I reach out to God whether in my asking for His presence or my glorifying His name. I don’t think it’s absolutely necessary, no, and I don’t think people who don’t experience less Jesus than those who do. We each worship differently. Some people raise their hands, some sing their own songs, some dance before the Lord and some sit in silence at times- it’s all beautiful and unique when our hearts are engaged and praising His name.
Not to overwhelm everyone with our obnoxious mushy-ness or anything but--I was reminiscing earlier this week on mine and Luke’s relationship since we’ve “officially” been together six years today. I found this post on our old private blog that we used to communicate when there wasn't a phone option and about died.
…to be loved by God, not merely pitied, but delighted in as an artist delights in his work or a father in a son - it seems impossible, a weight or burden of glory which our thoughts can hardly sustain. But so it is.
C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory (via yesdarlingido)
The Fox and The Sparrow
True that
when you see a comma in your bank account:
L O L
We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open as possible. To have real conversations with people may seem like such a simple, obvious suggestion, but it involves courage and risk.
Thomas Moore (via breanna-lynn)
please don’t act like you have me figured out when you don’t even talk to me anymore.