The Voice of Truth

In the darkest of nights, 
the silence buzzed.
Black ink flowed, 
blotting out the lights.
Confusion rang in the air, 
twisted thoughts in fear.
Voices flickered, 
lies sparked.
They ebbed and flowed,
Flooding my thoughts.
Cutting through the darkness,
stopping my heart, 
a heated flame, a voice of heavenly hosts breathed my name,
"Taylor."

A sweet, loving murmur of the Savior's heart, 
His voice of Truth to split the heavens, the skies, 
to enter into the tiny details of my fleeting life, 
and remind me.

Almighty Warrior,
Precious Friend,
Righteous King, 
God of the rescue,
Extravagant Love,
Dream come to life.

I am because He is. 
I speak because He goes after to confirm Truth.
I'm alive because He lives,
I run because He is worthy.
I am undeniably weak and frail but He is strong.

For the world to bow,
to know in their innermost hearts that You died for them to come alive,
to be set ablaze with eternal purpose and everlasting love.
To cry out to You,
to raise a song to You, 
to hear Your voice,
to reach up and behold the mystery of a Creator who loves us enough to respond.

No higher joy, 
no higher purpose, 
no deeper love than being joined to You.

I have seen Your power flow, Your love awaken, Your name set hearts and minds free,

I have prayed and watched as Your power turns lives around.

You brought my life up from the dead ashes and showed me life.

I follow, I listen, I commit because I have seen it and felt it. 

With eyes on You, I move.

Empty handed I step forward.
If all I can give to You is a song with my life,
I will sing over You, my God, with every ounce of my heart, my life, my passion.
Humbly I bow, praying You would increase in my life
Show Your glory to a world awaiting purpose and glory.


"The one who has the bride is the bridegroom.The friend of the bridegroom, who stands and hears him, rejoices greatly at the bridegroom’s voice. Therefore this joy of mine is now complete. He must increase, but I must decrease.” -John 3:29-30

Jesus, You are captivating. One glimpse of Your power, an encounter with Majesty, and we can be changed. Lord, I pray for anyone who is reading this that their eyes would turn upwards to You, to Your throne. All it takes is coming to You with an open and willing heart to receive Your love into their life. I pray You would awaken each and every heart to Your love, Your depth, Your greatness for You are the Almighty One who pursues and longs to see each heart be drawn into You. 

"But the voice of truth tells me a different story
And the voice of truth says "Do not be afraid!"
And the voice of truth says "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe

the voice of Truth."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tcuiuIwtpa4 "Voice of Truth" 

Burning butterflies.

I want to be a butterfly on fire. Captivating, radiating, transparent, burning. Does that sound strange? Think about it...if you ever saw one you would stop, mouth agape, wondering where on earth it came from and you'd probably want to follow it straight to the source. Yeah, it probably isn't practical...mainly because if a butterfly were literally on fire it would die. But what if this meant moving beyond the surface to something much deeper within ourselves that works its way out of our hearts and into our lives.  Something all consuming. If we as Christians began encountering the presence of the living God and turning our faces to Him we would radiate and burn with a type of light that would not be ignored.  We would be blazing symbols of the freedom of Jesus Christ. So deeply invested in His heart that our heart's desire would be to return again and again to the One who lights freedom's wick in our souls daily.  Bringing the news of freedom to touch the weary, the burdened, the afflicted, the empty, and the hurting I believe our world could be transformed. Proverbs 3:3 says. "Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart." Etching His love on a human heart does not allow it to be contained. We were made to be in love with God, to know Him, be known, and make Him known. That is our calling and purpose in the short time we have here on earth. To deeply and intimately know Him is to possess a heart intertwined with heaven consumed by His love to pulse and beat to the melody of His life living through us.  It cannot restrain the outpouring of love lavished from the throne of God.   Flying within the freedom of His reign is the silent exclamation of the Kingdom and King who is on His way. It is the symbol of blazing hope that dashes the doubts and blinders that the darkness holds so tightly over our eyes. And as Christians this can be our joy and delight- to blaze long enough for people to take notice and then to step aside to unveil the Holy God of fire and unending love. I want people to look at me and see past what I look like, talk like, seem like, or whatever the heck else and see Jesus, the King of Kings, and most worthy God. I want people to wonder where the heck I came from so I can point to the source of my flame.  I desperately want people to draw near enough to catch the flame, for the scales to drop as they encounter the majesty of His name. Now, don't get me wrong.  Fire can be scary. You can't control it, tame it, and always understand it. But this fire is different- the flame of the Spirit is one of healing, renewal, empowerment, boldness, and guidance.  This living fire of God leads you forward deeper into the heart of Christ.   Jesus lives and I want to be like that.  The world is need of some burning butterflies. So I pray to You. Fire fall down on us so we may live, breathe, and sing, participating in the love that is blazing a way for the world to know You, the one true King. You are eternal life.