What grace.
Abundant and free.
Love unconditional.
I have no words but hands uplifted.
Tears of joy.
Voices singing in unity.
Raising my hands in worship.
In surrender.
In adoration.
To sing out and praise Him with all my heart,
without fear.
I just don't have words. I don't want to write against the many years I walked in legalism but it is so hard to express how incredibly huge it was to be able to worship so freely.
I am free.
To dance.
To sing.
To raise my hands.
To listen to music that stirs my heart and soul towards Jesus.
Overwhelmed with His extravagant grace I want to extravagantly praise Him.
His love constrains me to shout to the roof top.
"We are free indeed!"
The chains that held me captive have fallen off and now I go running into His arms of love.
His beloved is loved with overflowing love.
In flashing moments of this powerful realization I have no words but praise and thanksgiving.
And so I whisper.
Jesus, I praise you.
Jesus, I thank you.
3 comments:
"To sing out and praise Him with all my heart,
without fear."
Oh, Julie, how lovely! FREEEEEEEE!!!!! It's all about praising him!!! What a beautiful post!
Beautiful!
You raise your hands? You dance? Next you are going to tell me you actually enjoy singing without hymn books in King James English. My, my, my, how far we have fallen. AND I THINK IT IS FANTASTIC! I cannot imagine going back to that old system of worship and enjoying it. Hope you feel better.
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