Category: Spirituality

  • My times in your hand

    My times in your hand

    “My times are in your hand” Psalm 31

    Our God has got the whole world in His hands.

    Through these days of shaking, disillusionment and chaos around the globe, many of us in our generation of western society have been confronted with a fear and anxiety like never before. Even the fear of death has thrown us all into a place were we find ourselves asking some profoundly deep personal questions about life;

    In whose hands are our times?

    I’ve never experienced anything like this in my life time. A virus that has created a storm, overwhelmed and shaken us. Perhaps it’s even challenging our faith in God and confronting us with another question;

    What do I really believe?

    For He’s got the whole world in His hands and what really counts now is to know that He’s got my times in His hands;

    My times of well being

    My times of wondering

    My times of questioning

    My times of searching

    My times of waiting

    My times of obedience

    My times of joy

    My times of love

    My times of pain

    My times of grief

    My times of sorrow

    My times of lament

    My times of hope

    My times of vulnerability

    My times isolation

    My times on loneliness

    My times of comfort

    My times of fear

    My times of anxiety

    My times of despair

    My times of chaos

    My times of healing

    My times of failure

    My time of dying, in the palm of Your hand.

    It’s all in Gods hand. Comfort to my soul. My life held in the palm of His hand. So tenderly, so carefully, so attentively.

    Every moment of time.

    Every moment of each day.

    Every breath I breathe, held in His hand

    The giver of life.

    My life in His hands.

    Picture for a moment, the journey for Jesus towards the cross, the pain, the anguish, facing death, yet knowing – His life held in Gods hand. Such trust in the Fathers love and care for Him. He journeyed through so much suffering for the sake of the world. To make a way for you, for me. He knew His Father held Him in the palm of His hand. Holding every moment of time and history in His hands.

    On the cross, we hear that Jesus said; “Father, into your hand I commend my life”.

    This hand of God so powerful, holding the whole world together. Restoring and healing all that is broken through the cross. This hand of God so powerful to hold Christ’s life. This same hand that holds my life together – in the palm of His hand.

    Could it be that my times are actually held within Your power. Held in the power of Your hand. My whole life placed within Your power. My life paved out for your plans and purposes. For my life is not fully dependant upon me. Jesus life was not fully dependant upon him. He relinquished it all, gave Himself fully to God, who gave Him every breathe in the first place.

    He yielded it all to Him.

    Hanging on the cross for you, for me. He gave His final breath, His last breath. Yielded His life for you, for me.

    So as we ask, in whose hands are our times?

    Is it the hand of fear, of guilt, of greed, of selfishness? Or is it the hand of love, of hope, of joy, or grace, of peace, of mercy, and justice?

    These are days for putting our trust in Him, for our times are in Gods hand.

    He’s got the whole world in His hands. He’s got our life, our spirit and every breath given by the Father held together in the palm of His hands. Who gives us all that we have and all that we are.

    Our times in His hand.

    Now we wait, we rest just as Christ waited and rested in the tomb, expectantly waiting for that third day when the powerful hand of God would awaken Him, raise Him back to life from the grave. The very breath of God.

    Christ alive, Christ risen.

    Now we wait expectantly in these days. Our times, in His hands.

    For Christ to come again.

    We wait for more of Christ to be revealed. For more of the Kingdom of God to be revealed. To breakout around the globe in all of its splendour and glory. We wait for the powerful Hand of God to move leading us through these challenging times.

    For my life is not dependant upon me, it’s dependant upon Him.

    He’s got the whole world in His hands.

    He’s got you and me in His hands.

    My times are in Your hand.

    #HolySaturday

  • A divine mystery

    Oh, love divine, this love excelling

    What a mystery, this love

    A divine mystery

    Concealed from the world for generations

    But now revealed, no longer hidden

    Now revealed, like a secret surprise

    Christ within you, every breath, living in you

    Christ who floods my soul

    With the expectation of His glory

     

    This mystery, this love divine

    Unfolding throughout our lives, like every child’s experience

    Throughout all of the generations

    No longer hidden from the world, no longer hidden from humanity

    His presence surrounds, His presence invades

    This is sacred space, with both beauty and time

    Living within you, living within me

    Flooding my soul, making me whole

     

    This mystery of Christ, embedded within

    Never to be shaken, more deeply revealed

    This stirring of our faith, echoes like the seas roar

    Never to fade away, or diminish with time

    Like a heavenly treasure chest, this gift of life reveals

    A love divine, a love excelling

    Full of hope, full of glory, full of mystery

    Would someone tell me, this old, old story

    Of the old rugged cross

    The riches of His glory, the riches of His love

    A love that still stands

    Prevailing through the tests of time

    This love never failing, revealing His truth over time

    A love that has sacrificed it all

    For you, for me!

     

    A God who wants everyone to know!

    This story is no longer concealed

    Reveals the hidden mystery from the beginning of time

    His shadow that washes away every shadow of guilt and shame

    Of every evil thought or deed or blame

    Through the sacrifice that was made

    His body bruised and broken

    Releases love, releases hope, releases peace

    For all the eyes of the world to see

    This sin payment made so that we could dwell

    In His presence forever, restoring relationship with Him

    Nothing can separate us from this love

    Holy and flawless, as white as a dove

    We’ve been redeemed, we’ve been restored

    Fully and completely, by the blood of the Lamb.

     

    Oh what a mystery, this love divine

    Never to be shaken from this hope – this radical gospel story

    To which we confess, to which we believe

    This profound story, for every tribe and tongue

    Oh, love divine, this love excelling

    This divine mystery, a secret surprise

    Once concealed but now alive, for all the nations to see

    Christ died, Christ is risen, Christ in me!

    The hope of glory!

     

    For through Him everything is created

    All that is seen and all that is unseen

    This intimate connection with Him, always with you.

    Everything created, His plan and purpose

    Through His blood, the old rugged cross

    Would someone tell me this old old story

    For everything in life, comes back to Him

    All that is broken, now redeemed

    Restored, made whole once again

    Oh, love divine, this love excelling

    Thank you for the old rugged cross

    The hope of glory!

    Thank you for this sacred cost

    What a love divine, this love excelling!

    This love opens the way to life, between you and me!

    What a mystery!

    What love is this?

    (inspired by Colossians Ch 2)