“Pursue love, and earnestly desire the spiritual gifts, especially that you may prophesy.”
Our mistakes are not our identity. God pursues us in the middle times with a heart of love.
It is a gift to see ourselves and indeed others with His eyes.
He always sees the best even when we get it wrong and mess it up He forgives and forgets and still loves and sees the best in us.
We are His first love and we are in an anointed time of intimacy where we can encounter and feel intoxicated by our love for Him.
Invited on a relational journey where He is not out or up there somewhere at a distance but instead right beside and within inseparable.
We will inevitably get lost in mistakes but they become a blessing as He paints them out into a picture of beauty. Failure will not define us. What God says and is, will.
Shame is laid down at the cross, at the door it no longer belongs to us . It is not ours to reclaim. Any attempt to do so is denial of His sacrifice, His redemption, His glory.
God is there in the out working in the middle, Jesus died for us while we were sinners. He did not wait for us to be perfect to accept and love us. He serves us still. He is Love.
He waits for those who drift away, hovering with hope for us when we feel helpless. There to give freedom and life never rejection.
He breaks down our walls of resistance defeats the enemy strongholds in our lives.
What He has spoken into our lives He will pursue and it will be and it will be our peace and joy.
Breaks through. Brings us home, not a place or a time. Home is Jesus.
Ooh, lay your burdens down
Ooh, here in the Father’s house
Check your shame at the door (ooh)
‘Cause it ain’t welcome anymore (ooh)
Ooh, you’re in the Father’s house Arrival’s not the end game, the journey’s where You are
You never wanted perfect, You just wanted my heart
And the story isn’t over, if the story isn’t good
A failure’s never final when the Father is in the room
A failure’s never final when the Father is in the room, Ooh lay your burdens down
Ooh, here in the Father’s house
Check your shame at the door (ooh)
‘Cause it ain’t welcome anymore (ooh)
Ooh, you’re in the Father’s house, yeah Prodigals come home
The helpless find hope
Love is on the move
When the Father’s in the room
Prison doors fling wide
The dead come to life
Love is on the moveWhen the Father’s in the room
Miracles take place
The cynical find faith
And love is breaking through
When the Father’s in the room
The Jericho walls are quakin’Strongholds now are shakin’
Love is breaking through
When the Father’s in the room
I said love is breaking through
When the Father’s in the room, Ooh lay your burdens down
Ooh, here in the Father’s house
Check your shame at the door
‘Cause it ain’t welcome anymore
Ooh, you’re in the Father’s house
Yeah, lay your burdens down
Ooh, here in the Father’s house
Ooh, you’re in the Father’s house.
Song lyrics Father’s House. Cory Asbury.
The illustration shows us middle of our journey tempted to hold ourselves up as being lost, a failure, not worthy and with shame until love breaks in to bring freedom, bring love, remind us of our true identity and bring us home. Light pushing back the darkness.
One Scripture that came to mind:
“Pursue love, and earnestly desire the spiritual gifts, especially that you may prophesy. For one who speaks in a tongue speaks not to men but to God; for no one understands him, but he utters mysteries in the Spirit. On the other hand, the one who prophesies speaks to people for their upbuilding and encouragement and consolation. The one who speaks in a tongue builds up himself, but the one who prophesies builds up the church.”1 Corinthians 14:1-4 ESV
The song Father’s House. Cory Asbury
https://youtu.be/KOcZnQdbDQE
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