Sunday, December 30, 2012

God's Love Is Louder

Sometimes the heart needs to speak. Sometimes it must verbalize things unspoken and unknown. And sometimes the heart even longs to sing a not-so-pleasant melody of what we once experienced in our lives. Painful experiences. Experiences we've not dealt with, fully acknowledged, or healed.

It seems the longer we put off allowing those painful melodies their expression; the louder they get.

But giving voice to those places isn't always so easy to do. We don't often know what needs to be released or where to begin. It all seems to be hidden somewhere. Tucked away deep inside places we don't really explore.  

Perhaps we've found traces of memories long forgotten, unexpressed grief, silent disappointment, expectations once hoped for, or dreams unfulfilled. Perhaps we've sensed something unsettled, untapped, or unresolved. Perhaps we don't know what to do with any of it.

Or maybe the truth is we're afraid to go there. We're afraid of what we might find in those ugly, painful, broken places; in those locked up, sealed off places.

It's probably all better left undone anyway. No need opening a hornet's nest. Just leave well enough alone.

Or so our mulled thinking goes.

But like a closet stuffed full of junk, it won't go away or get cleaned out on its own. Somebody has to do it.

As difficult as it might be, as unpleasant as it is, leaving injured places of the heart unattended can actually be more harmful to us. It can cause a great deal more damage. And it's cumulative.

Still, we can feel threatened by the very thought of opening that door; especially to the unknown. We'd almost rather take an extended detour as to walk that way.

Perhaps we don't understand the toll those places are actually taking on us. Perhaps we don't realize our hearts are suffering from suppressed pain or angst. Or perhaps we're not fully aware there's something wrong in the first place.

But if left unchecked, that bill will eventually come due. 
Regardless.

I've learned it's necessary to open the door to those places in order to walk in the wholeness and fullness of who God created us to be. It is necessary for our own well-being.

Many times we have to ask God if there is anything in our hearts and souls that need our attention. If we genuinely want to know, He will surely show us.

Yes, we might need help from someone who knows how to traverse such places. And the Lord will lead us to those right people at the right time who can help us. He, in His love, will give us the grace and courage to walk through it, but we must ultimately make the choice to open the door.

If you're lost in the noise of the past, or even if you don't know how to hear it, know His love is loud enough to lead you through.


God's love is louder than the painful places your broken heart utters to you. 

God's love is louder than the voice of the enemy who lies, accuses, condemns, shames, and slanders you.

God's love is louder than the actions of those who've hurt you, betrayed you, abused you, neglected you, injured you, rejected you, or mistreated you.  

God's love is louder than all your doubts, questions, and fears rolled together.

Open the door and allow that song from the past, whatever it is, to play. Allow God to help you through the healing process. And remember, no matter how awful it might sound, no matter how difficult it is to listen, no matter how loud the noise is; God's love is louder. 

And He wants to sing His everlasting love over you so you'll know His love is your enduring song. 

Always. Always.

Michelle Holderman
Copyright © 2012


Saturday, December 22, 2012

Why The Weary World Rejoices

I've been pondering yet again the account of Jesus' birth. The many prophecies that preceded it; how it unfolded; how it all went down. And I'm thinking to myself, Why did you do it that way, God? 

I mean a baby?

Really?!?

How small. How fragile. How helpless. 

The Savior of the world came down in a baby boy by way of a virgin. The Son of God birthed in a simple manger surrounded by straw and animals. The Prince of Peace entrusted to two young, inexperienced parents. The divine announcement made to lowly keepers of sheep.

Shepherds in the field.

Angels in the sky.

Star beaming down.

[Jaw drop. Shaking my head.]

Have you ever noticed how very opposite God's ways are from ours?

I mean this is the King of kings and Lord of lords we're talking about here. 

If I had been in charge (indulge me for a moment)...

I would have arranged for Jesus to be born at the Bethlehem Ritz-Carlton of the day. Or at least the local W hotel. And I would have had that sacred star beaming down brightly on top of that big W. As in come and Worship Him...here at the W.

A ginormous choir of angelic host would have filled the sky belting out a multitude of heavenly harmonies. O Little Town Of Bethlehem. The First Noel. O Come, O Come Emmanuel. Joy To The World. O Holy Night. And last but certainly not least, The Hallelujah Chorus.

For the sake of understanding this in modern day terms, lets say there was high technology involved. OK. I would have had every major news agency and all social media networks present. 

And bloggers. 

I would have had lots and lots of bloggers blogging their little bloggy hearts out about the Good News that had just arrived.  

And you know Apple would have definitely been there with special limited edition solid gold iPod's to mark the holy occasion. iPod's that were preloaded with worship songs to worship Christ the Lord - you guessed it - at the W.

And tea. I would have served delicious hot tea only because I love it so much. Perhaps something along the lines of Comfort and Joy Blend (The Republic of Tea), which would have been quite fitting for the occasion, don't you think? 

I would also have sent everyone home with gift bags full of wonderfully unique keepsakes to remember this monumental, life changing event. Keepsakes like digital photo albums and beautifully handcrafted nativity ornaments to hang on all our future Christmas trees as a reminder of what went down. Or rather who came down.

Yuhuh, I would have done something crazy, ridiculous like this; although the real account doesn't seem too far off in a way. 

But I guess the point I'm trying to make is that I'm still truly in awe of how the Father chose to deliver this Gift of all gifts to humanity.

Instead, Jesus came humbly and silently into the world; although profoundly.

There were no grandparents, aunts, or uncles present.

No pics being instagrammed, tweeted, blogged, or posted on Facebook timelines.

No iPhone or Android ring tones sounding with the exciting news. 

Only angels and shepherds and a few animals. 

Only Joseph and Mary.

Only God the Father, who made His announcement by way of the heavens using angels and a supernaturally lit star.

I've always been quite intrigued as to why The Great I AM made His announcement first to shepherds. But knowing everything God does is purposeful and intentional, I happen to believe there was a perfectly good reason for it.

These are my own thoughts but I think this most holy announcement made to the keepers of sheep might have cast a prophetic shadow of how Jesus would one day be the Great Shepherd to His own sheep. Our Shepherd.

And perhaps God chose to first reveal His gift to the shepherds ~ the most humble of hearts  ~ because their hearts were a prophetic reflection of this newborn King's heart.

Nevertheless, this biblical account of the birth of Jesus tells me something about God; about the Father's nature. It tells me something of why He chose to do it the way He did. And it tells me these are often the ways through which He still operates; yes, even with us in twenty-first century life.

I think it speaks of how much God values small, humble beginnings (Zechariah 4:10).

I think it speaks of how He sees us by the truth of our hearts (1 Samuel 16:7).

I think it speaks of how His ways are totally unlike ours (Isaiah 55:8-9).

Of how His purposes always prevail (Proverbs 19:21).

Of how He entrusts us with important work and revelation (Deut. 29:29; Matthew 22:37-39; Matthew 25:35-36; Matthew 28:19; Luke 1 26-38; 1 Thessalonians 2:4).

I think it speaks of His deeply passionate and radical love for us (Romans 5:6-8).

Of how He reveals Himself to us (Colossians 2:9).

And I think it speaks of what only He can give us (Isaiah 9:6-7; Matthew 12:21; John 3:16-17). 

Ultimately, it's what the birth of Jesus brought about and secured. 

(Photo Source)
It's what we all desire.
It's what we all need.

Hope.

Jesus is a sure hope.

It's the reason He came.

It's why the weary world rejoices.

~ Michelle

Copyright © 2012 Michelle Holderman

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Daughters Of The Most High God


Daughters of the Most High God,

The Father is pouring over your hearts a new level of grace to open up those places you've discarded and not allowed Him to go. Why is He doing this? It is to show you how much value He has placed upon you. And His value is ripening those places that are slow to grow.

Give your whole heart to Him now and allow Him to uncover that which He specifically placed inside of you for the coming move of the Holy Spirit.

Your value is of great worth to the Almighty. But many of you are feeling unworthy, lost, broken and cast aside. Now is the time for the revealing of all God has kept disclosed until its appointed time. Now is the appointed time.

Rise up, oh Daughters; He’s calling for you to find your place in His Kingdom. Do not walk in your own understanding but allow the Father to show you His Heart towards all He has called you to do.

This a time unlike any other. For the Word of the Lord is going out unto its appointed place and retrieving all that has been lost or stolen not only by the enemy; but by other people.

Your words are of utmost importance. Guard your tongue. Guard every word you speak. For there is a sure hope in His Word.

There is a sound from Heaven the Father is releasing specifically for His Daughters

You are His sound in the earth. Listen for His sound in your own heart.

You are His expression in the earth. Let Him take you where He wants you to be.

Do not mistake what He is doing. He is allowing this time of exposure in order to ready all the Saints. 

Nevertheless, trust in what He is doing. 

For you were destined for greatness all along.

Shalom. 

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Christmas Tidings By Linus The Evangelist


Monday, December 3, 2012

Jesus, Prince Of Peace


"For to us a Child is born, to us a Son is given. The government will rest on His shoulders. And He will be called: Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."
Isaiah 9:6

Saturday, December 1, 2012

You Will Find Me By Andrew Ripp


You Will Find Me

[1]
When your souls weary
When you find doubt
When you can't hear Me
Lay your troubles down

In your dark moments
When your hearts weak
Bring yourself broken
You will find Me

[Chorus]
Who wrote the rain
Who wrote the sun in
Who called your name
Where are you running
I'm gonna be there near or far
I'm gonna meet you where you are
Who wrote your name
Who wrote the sun in

[2]
When you come thirsty
When the wells dry
When your souls dirty
I am by your side

When your faiths broken
When you can't see
With My arms open
You will find Me

[Bridge]
You carried all my shame
When You called my name
I am not the same

[Chorus]
Who wrote the rain
Who wrote the sun in
You called my name
I'm tired of running
I'm gonna be there near or far
I'm gonna meet you where you are 
Who wrote the rain
Who wrote the sun in

You will find Me

By Andrew Ripp