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[aniatherapy-blog]

Inspirational tiles at South Melbourne Market 😍😎🤣 #letshaveanadventure #dontquityourdaydream #lifeisajourney #dreambig #melbourne #southmelbournemarket #lovethiscity #lifeisgood (at South Melbourne Market)

[jessibean73]

Let's have an adventure. Head in the clouds, but my gravity's centered. ⛅ #flight #intheclouds #neighborhood #sweaterweather #clouds #letshaveanadventure

[itsjustmeee23]

Secret park 😊 . . . #explore #rainydays #sydney #followme #letshaveanadventure

[itsrebekahvee-blog]

On Easter God told me something and then made me a promise. And honestly today that promise still feels laced in disappointment, anger and hopelessness. But God often speaks to me in the gentle nudge of Amanda Cook lyrics in the early afternoon while I’m driving around in my car. Unsurprisingly He did that today, weaving creativity and art into His every interaction with me. Amanda sings in ‘You Make Me Brave’, “no fear can hinder now the promises you made” and it hit me like a wall.

Hopelessness is my fear in action.

It says, “God how can this be a future? God, how can I trust that this, what feels like a disappointment, is a promise?” And then He whispers through the lyrics to a spontaneous verse in 'Heroes’ again, “I make your disappointments into dance floors”, not only does He promise good things but He delivers them to us. He gives them to us. He is unhindered by that big old friend called fear I carry in my chest - the four letter word that drags me under and into the waves of hopelessness and sorrow.

Those words that feel like a promise packaged in a lifetime of letdown? He makes good on those promises. He doesn’t throw out the packaging, He makes it part of the gift. He walks right on top of that water and he begins to dance. Then, he reaches down where I try to tread and pulls me up by the hands. HE TOUCHES MY SKIN WITH HIS SKIN. He lifts me up onto that water with Him and guess what?!! He teaches my feet to dance on those waves that feel like hopelessness and sound like disappointment. Not only does He say “I have something better, I will bring you closer to me”, He says “instead of just giving you my words and the promise of new life, I’m going to give you something more. I’m going to restore and remake these salty swells into the most beautiful aquatic dance floor you’ve ever seen”. So I drive and I think and I listen and I sing. And then I am silent, because Amanda’s words are His words to me. And nothing can get in His way when He wants to teach His child how to dance into His promises.

[itsrebekahvee-blog]

Come, let us sing for joy to the Lord; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation.
 Let us come before him with thanksgiving and extol him with music and song. 
For the Lord is the great God, the great King above all gods.
 In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to him.
 The sea is his, for he made it, and his hands formed the dry land.
 Come, let us bow down in worship, let us kneel before the Lord our Maker; for he is our God. Psalm 95:1-7

// This place. I don’t know what I can say about it that is adequate. And I guess that is how I feel about Jesus as well. This lack of words. This lack of comprehension. This overwhelming feeling of awe. Just as the Tetons teem with life, so does He. His hands are the wilderness of the forests and the trails, and these mountains echo his glory. These mountains have life and are life. And I’m left without words. However, the Psalms seem to capture the posture of my heart when I think about how I felt at the base of this mammoth. These mountains are the Psalms of my heart - erupting from the ground, making peaks and valleys and reaching for the heavens. Their presence proclaiming the wonder of his hands and his works. May he always be as real to me as he is in the mountains. May my heart reside here, always, at the extension of his renown and at the base of his peaks. The best places are the ones that make me think of the Father.