My heart is to worship. When I was small I would make up my own songs and sing to Jesus. And I must say that I still do (well I don't make up songs anymore). My heart is to love him and to follow him hole heartedly. I may mess up, time and time again I try and try to do right. I find that the more that I worship, read my Bible, go to church, immerse my self in him that, that sin begin to go away. Even then, I don't do those things often enough. But the amazing thing is, is that his grace is so great that he still loves me and he will still be my God, he will forgive me with all my flaws past, present and future, he paid that price for me no matter how much I screw up. And that is why I have a heart for worship. I want to touch his heart like he has touched my heart. What he has done in my life, his faithfulness to pull me though the muck deserves nothing less then my best. My heart. My life.
Our pastor has been going through Matt 26,27... the crucifixion of Christ. We have been there for a couple of weeks now and its good. Has made me reflect on some of the very things we tend to put in the back of our minds as Christians. It has made me take a hard look at myself and make sure that I am trying my best. And as I am saying this I am feeling convicted because I know that I can do better.
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I am another friend of Michelle's and you have never met me but that was beautiful. I feel the same way and it's so nice to see someone write all that down and just read it on "paper" :o)
I love you babe.
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