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I am confident that neither life or death
Can keep me from the love of Christ
Can keep me from the love of Christ
And though I cannot see still my heart believes
And I am filled with joy inexpressible

I feel His love welling up on the inside of me
All those years bound in shame He is setting me free
His love goes deeper than the pain that I feel
His love is stronger than depression or fear

V3 Dance

If we really knew how much God loved us, we’d act a whole lot different that what we do. -Joyce Meyer

This was so good, really needed to hear this.

Pat Cruz - News for You. Classy

Chris Banaga | Yellow Tape, Explicit, but I love the choreography and blocking. 

Take a moment to remember, who God is and who I am - United Pursuit


It’s really interesting to me how easy it is for me to lose focus. Especially since I know how much better life is when I decide to take the focus off of who I am. Not easier, but infinitely better. In the last two months, I’ve tasted what it’s like to be living a life of obedience, under God’s guidance. I’ve also tasted what it’s like to forget what it’s all about, and to try to take things back into my hand. 

While it can be hard to not be in control, I found it to be so much more fulfilling when I just let go and let God. It’s scary, it’s humbling. But it’s also very liberating. In school and work, it’s natural to accept credit when it’s due, especially if I’ve done an exceptional job. I put in a lot of work on this project, so I deserve the recognition and praise. And this usually happens when things are going well. It’s only until things start getting rocky before I look back and realize I’ve shifted my focus from God to myself. Insecurity sets in. What other people think and say become more important to me than what God thinks. I start looking for acceptance and affirmation elsewhere. The shift is so subtle and it happens so subconsciously. 

I’m tired of it all. I miss the freedom in living life knowing that God is in control. I miss being confident that I am walking in God’s will. I hate putting all my eggs in one basket. I’ve been taught to spread out what I have, to be conservative and not to risk everything that I have. But how can I? I’ve felt Him reach for my heart. I’ve experienced the joy and contentment. I’ve been on the receiving end of His infinite and extravagant love. 

And I guess I still am. He is still reaching for my heart. He still loves me, just like He has. He always has been, and He always is. But my hardened heart has lost that adoration, that reverence. Jesus, I want to fear you. You’re everything that I believe. You’re all that I trust. You’re all I hold on to. Take my heart back.

3tphon3shom3:

Exodus 33

The man who had everything said nothing else could ever set him apart unless he had the manifest presence of God. These seem so trivial now—our grades, our careers, our relationships, our looks, as if chasing all these other things could help us be different from anyone else. 

“I don’t know what it is about her… but I just know the God of the universe walks with her.” 
What happens when people start saying that? 

And God always responds to this honest pursuit of a relationship. Verse 17:
I will do the very thing you have asked.