Rhythm of my heart

There is a human response common to us all, it is called fight or flight. It is a reflex that jump-starts us either into defense or a run in terror at the sight of danger. It is so natural; an involuntary surge of adrenaline that catapults us into voluntary action;fight or flight.

Flip over this natural response and there is another that defines why we do the things we do. There is always that one dominant thing that fires our heart into response. It is like one big overpowering magnet that deflects force from the heart.No wonder then that a strong heart deflects strength and a fearful heart sends out fear. A passionate heart deflects passion while an anxious heart oozes anxiety. Strength beats for strength. Fear beats for fear. This is the sure rhythm. Anytime.

Today, I celebrate that my heart beats for life. It is a heart full of life, and as the rhythm is sure; it is Life for life. Freedom, confidence, hope, compassion,boldness-this is life for me. It was not always so but somewhere along this winding path, the switch happened. Jesus changed the rhythm of my heart. I gave Him my life, He gave me His own. His life always inspiring an involuntary surge of ability that causes me to voluntarily do as He does. So now I live as a bond servant; glad to be under His compelling, magnetic influence. He changed the rhythm of my heart.

Behold the handmaid!

Your will not mine is this handmaid’s song,

No higher calling, no greater honor than to be wholly deposed to you.

A life surrendered, heart given, spirit yielded, mind overtaken

A destiny overshadowed by you, a body subjected to you,

The refrain in this handmaid’s song; posses me O Lord for in your reins I am free.

Totally, fully, unreservedly, unashamedly yours,

This life belongs to you, let it be a reflection of who you are

This heart; let it resonate to the sound of your own heartbeat

These hands; let them build with you,

These feet; let them walk down your just paths

These lips; let them sing forth the praises of you that calls me by name

This womb; let it birth the fruit of your incorruptible seed

Let the totality of who I am converge to produce you.

Be it  unto me according to your Word, is the echo of this song

Affirming that you take the lead; I follow, gladly so

Lord my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty

Neither do I concern myself with great matters,

Nor with things too profound me

Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul

Like a weaned child with his mother

Like a weaned child is my soul within me

Behold the handmaid of the Lord!

PS; A story of surrender-Jon Jorgenson, he gets it! This is a piece of  worded art, pulsed with LIFE!

Surrender

THE PAIN

There’s pain in surrender to God, to truth. It normally feels like I am being stripped of my sense of entitlement, my rights to think, to say, to do as I want. But who said what I want is always what I need? I have discovered the more I say NO to me and YES to Him, I find rest for my soul. I grow up in Him. Maturity.

THE PLEASURE

Surrender is like a free fall from the sky, without a parachute. The pull of gravity triggers uncertainty and enough dose of adrenaline rush. It leaves you feeling you have no control. The pull is stronger than anything else. I have seen that surrendering to God may feel the same way-like I am losing control because He doesn’t always give the answers but promises that it shall be well. I want the answers in black and white, I want to know the end but He says ‘be still and know that I am God’. And when I quieten my soul within me, I experience peace. It becomes a pleasure to let go and let God, trusting His arms to hold me up. The free fall is worth it.

THE POWER

There’s freedom in surrender. This is the power of giving in to the call, the demand, the standard of father God. Freedom from fear; that of the unknown, of failure and of death. When the buck stops with Him and not me, I cease trying to ‘contain’ things. I let Him order my steps and for sure though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. I am free. The good shepherd is in charge. In Him all things hold together.

“I see you on the hills God, I want to be there too. Help me say yes to you.”

Lauren Holmes-Victorious in Love

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X6TY5970Kfc