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Resurrect My Broken Life

Resurrect My Broken Life

© 2013 D Rasmussen

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There’s a road through the ocean,
And water comes from a rock.
Victory is in a shout.
You can remove all my doubts.
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Crucify my stubbornness,
Roll away my stone of fear.
You collect all of my tears,
Resurrect my broken life.
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Angel food falls from the sky,
Even darkness turns to light.
All dead, dry bones come alive.
And Your death brings me life.
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Supernatural, is natural.
Impossible, is possible.
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Changing my vision

Sometimes, I just gotta stop and change what I am looking at. Am I living in the problem or the solution?  Whatever I look at more is what will get magnified.  If I look at my problems all day, I get depressed.  If I look at the solution – Jesus and His Word, I have hope.  Today I am grateful, for the friends that God has put in my path. Thank you Lord for friends that listen, and help me see.

This is the Stuff

by Francesca Battistelli

I lost my keys in the great unknown
And call me please ‘Cuz I can’t find my phone

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that’s getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I’m blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I gotta trust You know exactly what You’re doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use

45 in a 35
Sirens and fines while I’m running behind
Whoa

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that’s getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I’m blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I gotta trust You know exactly what You’re doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use

So break me of impatience
Conquer my frustrations
I’ve got a new appreciation
It’s not the end of the world
Oh Oh Oh

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff
Someone save me
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I’m blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
And I’ve gotta trust You know exactly what You’re doing
It might not be what I would chooseuke
But this is the stuff You use

Oh Oh Oh Oh
This is the stuff You use

p.s. I got a new toy…gotta have fun!

Hope

DAILY PROMPT

Write about anything you’d like. Somewhere in your post, include the sentence, “I heard the car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock.”

HOPE

© 2012 Diana Rasmussen
(PSALM 62/Matt 12/Romans 4)

My soul waits silently for God,
My expectation is from Him.
I pour my heart out before Him,
He is a refuge for me.

His name is the Hope of all the world.
I will trust Him at all times.
He is my rock and my salvation,
I shall not be moved.

Even when there is no reason for hope,
I will keep on believing,
God is more than able,
To do what He says.

I woke up with this song in my head this morning. And the verse “God’s mercies are new every morning”…hmmm.

Sometimes I think I limit God by what my expectations are. I have lived in the chaos (the desert) for so long, that is what I got accustomed to.  It was familiar.  And even though I didn’t like it, I knew what to expect – nothing. When you expect nothing, you get nothing.  Nothing changes, everything stays the same.  Predictable. Boring. Not healthy. Staying in the desert with my victim mentality meant that it was always someone else’s fault. I could blame others for their bad choices while I failed to make any new ones for myself.  I did not take responsibility for my own life – I was too busy telling everyone else what to do.  Then I didn’t have to do anything.  I didn’t have to change, or make a new choice. I learned this was ‘criminal thinking’ at its best.  And I was robbing myself of a better future.

There are times when you are at the edge of a new season, and you admit to yourself that you can’t go back. But you are hesitant to go forward. Almost like time has stopped. And then

I heard the car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock.

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I am still here.  Time has not stopped. I survived.  My life will go on. I don’t need all the answers to take the next step forward. It will be ok.  Today is the day to say “Yes” to God.  I choose to be healed.  I will be made whole. God promised to help me, so I am going to let Him.

In the valley of decision, I admit that my hope is not based on my ability, nor the things others do or don’t do. My hope is not based on my failures.  My hope is not based on my past abuse.  I am no longer a victim. I can make a new choice.  I will get up.  My hope today is anchored in what the Word says

GOD’S PROMISE TO YOU:

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” My soul, wait only upon God and silently submit to Him; for my hope and expectation are from Him.  He only is my Rock and my Salvation; He is my Defense and my Fortress, I shall not be moved”.  (Psalm 62:5-6)

It is because of the Lord’s mercy and loving-kindness that we are not consumed, because His [tender] compassions fail not.

They are new every morning; great and abundant is Your stability and faithfulness.

The Lord is my portion or share, says my living being (my inner self); therefore will I hope in Him and wait expectantly for Him. (Lamentations 3:22-24 AMP)

To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory. (Colossians 1:27 NIV)

MY PRAYER FOR YOU:

Dear Lord,

Thank you for slamming the car door and waking us up.  Thank you for shaking what can be shaken to see what remains in our lives.  We admit, we have tried to live without You, and it hasn’t worked.  You are our Hope, show us a new way Lord. We choose to trust in You. Refresh our souls. Renew our minds.  Restore our lives, in Jesus’ Name.

MORE POSTS ON HOPE:

http://unshakablehope.wordpress.com/2013/02/13/more-than-just-a-dream/

http://anewcreationtoo.wordpress.com/2013/01/17/one-thing-remains-his-love/

http://hopethehappyhugger.wordpress.com/2013/02/12/why/

http://hope4usnow.wordpress.com/2013/01/29/hopes-not-hurts/