That was so wonderful thanks. Have you seen Louie Giglio's video of "How Great is our God"? Here is the link to watch on tangle.com Louie Giglio - How Great Is Our God Part 1 - posted by bornagain 7777777 (bornagain7777777) - tangle.com
After watching the video you shared it reminded me of this special presentation of the amazing wonders of our star breathing God. Enjoy!!
This is just part 1 of an 8 part presentation you can find the other parts by doing a search on tangle.com of Louie Giglio.
one man set free,
Jeffrey
Last edited by Jeffz; 7th October 2009 at 05:52 AM.
Reason: added last sentence
I think I may have shared this before but this a new thread and we all need to look afresh at how the Lord sees us.
HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE MY BRIDE
How beautiful you are my bride,
Please do not try to hide,
I have gone before you,
And I have prepared a way for you.
Every promise I will keep,
For I have already made a conquering leap,
No matter what comes against you,
Know that I am with you.
My resurrection power is greater than your problems,
You just need to claim the victory over them.
Speak to your mountains and they will be removed,
For that mountain of fear, grief or debt I have conquered.
There is no temptation that you cannot withstand,
Just come with me as I take you by the hand,
I will lead you in the way that you should go,
Stay by my side and my ways you will get to know.
Oh my darling one, my bride come away with me,
The beauty of my Kingdom I long for you to see,
Winter is passing , we have the promise of spring,
Come away with me a new song to sing.
I look a leap upon the Mountain of Calvary,
But on the third day I rose victoriously,
And I did it that your sins might be forgiven,
So that you my bride might be with me in heaven.
Do you know that I want to heal your sickness,
I want you to start to your faith release,
For there is no circumstance where I am not in control,
I want you healed up totally my bride and made whole.
Do you know I will guide you and equip you always?
You will carry the sweet fragrant aroma of my presence,
I am with you every second of every day,
And I have given you my Spirit to help you be me my witnesses.
Ah, my, sweet lovely bride how beautiful you are,
Please do not try to glimpse at me from afar,
I have so much more to reveal to you, I long for intimacy,
I want to embrace you with my kisses, come out of your complacency.
Come away with me, my sister, my bride, my beloved ones.
It’s time for you to come and enter into my throne room,
Behold my glory and the beauty of my countenance as you gaze upon me,
There is so much more I have to teach you from this place of intimacy.
Wonderful poem of my Lord Jesus , his love endure forever his mercy high about the heaven deeper than the ocean , my heart long for his reture to take me in with him forever. Thank you for your post really touching my heart refresh my soul .
praising and loving Jesus now and always! Lord, Lord, beautiful Yeshua, come quickly to Your longing beloved!
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Lord...
I am coming to you —
but only with your mercy.
-Saint Catherine of Siena
Beautiful Jesus, sweet Lord of love, bring rest to the souls in purgatory. O Jesus, my God and theirs, have mercy on them- Your family, Your lovers and friends, Your servants- O Jesus!
Beloved Savior! O Christ my Happiness! have mercy! O Blood of Jesus!
I wanted to try out a story on you guys. I'll post it in a couple of separate posts. All honest, constructive comments are welcome!!!
Imaginings I’m in a huge field of bright yellow wildflowers. There’s an unbelievably delicious scent floating on the breeze. I pick a flower and smell, but the scent isn’t in the flowers. I look up and see an infinite blue sky. There’s no sun, but the even under the plants, there’s no shadow, no darkness of any kind. The light is a physical substance flowing around me almost like water. I feel an ecstatic joy bubbling up in me that is beyond anything I’ve ever imagined, and I can’t suppress the laughter. I raise my hands in the air and spin around and around like a child, laughing with a delight that cannot be contained. Sensing His presence, I come to a stop, and He is there a few yards away. Without thinking, I run to Him and throw myself into His arms, spinning Him around. As we separate, my hand covers my mouth as I realize what I’ve just done. More than a little embarrassed, I drop to one knee, bowing my head before Him, greeting Him with “Lord.” As I look up at Him, I look for any sign of displeasure at my lack of reverence. He has a very mock-serious expression for a second, and then the severity fades into amusement. He smiles, then I do. Soon we are both laughing. He takes my hand, raises me to my feet, and we walk together. He tells me that this place was created just for me. I am welcome to come here whenever I choose. “I’m glad you like it,” He says. “It’s almost as beautiful as its Creator,” I whisper. I ask Him about the scent, and He tells me it is His love for His children. It permeates everything here. “Thank you,” I whisper. I step quietly back into His embrace, knowing that He feels my love and gratitude. He lets me go, and I look up and around, noticing that there’s now music—beautiful, Heavenly music. I look questioning at Him, and He says, “Go on. Dance for Me.” And laughing, I dance. After a few minutes, I look around, and wonder where He went. Then I hear His laughter, and know He’s here with me, and always will be, forever.
(to be continued. . .)
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I have been here many times. Sometimes with others, sometimes alone. Today I am alone. Sometimes I dance, or read; but today, I have a picnic. The warmth of the light is perfect, as always. This field is never the same twice, but it’s always exactly how I want it to be. I spread the blanket out, and lie down, enjoying the quiet peace. I close my eyes and put my hands behind my head, smiling. I briefly consider inviting one of the millions of friends that I’ve made since I arrived, but decide against it. There’s only One whom I’d like to be with right now, and I hesitate bothering Him. It still amazes me that He is able to spend so much time with us individually. As I lay there with my eyes closed, I feel so quietly joyful, I can’t help but silently worship in my heart. I shoo away a fly from my face, and consider how perfect everything is here, yet always new, always interesting. I swat at the fly again, then freeze. There are no flies here. Almost immediately, I relax and smile. You know, I can’t sneak up on You like that, Lord, I think. I hear Him laugh, and the sound causes my heart to skip a beat as I open my eyes. He is sitting next to me on the blanket, with a flower in His hand, suspended above my nose. Even after untold millennia, the sight of Him sends a shiver down my spine. “I used to wonder if You had a sense of humor,” I say, with only a little irony in my voice. He laughs again, and opens the basket, removing the food that I’ve packed. “You’re eating with me?” I ask in delight, sitting up. “I can leave if you would rather be alone.” I shake my head, and say quickly, “NO! I was only…” Then I notice His smile, and the sparkle in His eyes, and I laugh a little. Sometimes He is so majestic, so awe-inspiring that I can hardly look at Him. And then there are times like this, times when He is familiar, fun-loving, and He seems to enjoy gently teasing. Our eyes meet, and I think, possibly for the billionth time, how beautiful He is, and how beautiful His voice sounds to me. Thank you. I hear in my heart, and I have to look away. After all this time, it amazes me that He can still make me feel shy. It is no small thing, to have the undivided attention of the Lord. I move to prepare the food, but He’s already gotten everything ready. As we eat, we talk about various things, about work (which is more fulfilling than I ever dreamed possible), and about my recent visit to “see” the Father. Though I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve been in the Father’s presence, the combination of fearful awe and worship hasn’t diminished, and I still have not been able to look at Him. I have come to understand that I probably never will. Lately, though, I have been able to speak in His presence. I have finally gotten to tell Him that I love Him, and worship Him, though He knows my heart. I don’t know how many more visits it will take before I can do it without shaking, but I’m enjoying the process. I tell Jesus all of this, despite knowing that what the Father knows, the Son knows. We finish eating, and I lean back and look up at the cloudless blue sky. As we sit quietly, I close my eyes. It’s so peaceful here. A thought pops into my head, and I wonder whether the sky is blue because of light refraction, as it was below, or because that’s how I want it. A change in the light makes me open my eyes, and I see that the sky is now purple. I sit up and look around, but He is gone. “I liked the blue!” I say to the sky, and as it fades back to blue, I hear Him laugh. I return the laugh, and whisper quietly, “I love You, Lord.” And I send every bit of love it is in my ability to possess up towards that laugh, knowing it will find its way to Him. I am answered by a rush of love so deep, so strong in my heart that I gasp, and lie back down for a minute, enjoying being overwhelmed. That, I think to myself, will take more than one eternity to get old. My face reddens a little as a chuckle reminds me that He doesn’t have to be beside me to hear my thoughts.
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I love your story, the joy expressed between you and Jesus, dancing and smiling, the picnic, your description of the place where you meet Him, His giving you a flower, changing the color of the sky...that was fun, such a lovely relationship between you and Him. There's a good balance between reverence and frivolity.
There are only two small suggestions I have...
"He has a very mock-serious expression for a second..."
I know what you mean by mocked-serious but may I suggest that you describe what that looks like. did He frown? did His lips pull down? did He give you a side-long glance but there was a twinkle in His eye? IMO it's brings more depth to the story when you can actually describe what an expression on someone's face looks like.
also I was uncertain about the fly. Did the fly actually appear? You mentioned there were no flies in that "perfect place." Did Jesus create the fly to tease you? This is perfectly possible. I just wasn't sure.
I love your creativity and imagination. please write more!
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This my Friend!
(Song of Solomon)
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Welcome! Nice to have you with us! 
There's a good balance between reverence and frivolity. 
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