standing in the past
almost hard to move
‘how did I get here’
seems to ring inside
the eyes are the lamp to the soul
why wouldn’t Satan deceive by sight Continue reading
standing in the past
almost hard to move
‘how did I get here’
seems to ring inside
the eyes are the lamp to the soul
why wouldn’t Satan deceive by sight Continue reading
Soft
Words
Spoken over me
Soft
Words
Making me free
Soft
Words
Spoken over me
Soft
Words
Release His Kingdom from me
No excuse to live in bondage
No excuse to live in sin
No excuse to lose the fight
Cuz Jesus died for me to win
Do you hear His voice call out
Do you hear Him say your name
Do you look to Him to step
Or live your life as one big game
There’s a way to move
Inside His heart
There’s a way to listen
And do your part
Just hear His voice
And listen
Soft
Words
Spoken over me
Soft
Words
Making me free
Soft
Words
Spoken over me
Soft
Words
Reveal His Kingdom to me
Earlier this week, Scott took me and the kids to the Navy Exchange and the Commissary to, pretty much, buy us whatever we wanted (within reason). Up until this point, it had been very hard to “receive” from him, and while we were walking through the parking lot, I was reminded why.
As the kids were goofing off, Scott and I were walking side-by-side, and I experienced one of those “moments” of deja vu, only this moment reminded me of who I USED to be. I was a horrible wife, and as I remembered back, I felt myself ready to fall apart. Continue reading