Every sorrow, pain, hurt, loss, grief, betrayal and failure that placed a tear upon your face; I will redeem! Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book (Psalm 56:8). Oh The tears I have cried since giving my life to Christ. But oh the comfort I have felt in His warm embrace. The Lord lifts up the downtrodden; he casts the wicked to the ground. Sing to the Lord with Thanksgiving; make melody to our God on the lyre. He covers the heavens with clouds, prepares rain for the earth, makes grass grow on the hills. He gives to the animals their food, and to the young ravens when they cry. His delight is not in the strength of the horse, nor his pleasure in the speed of a runner (Psalm 147:6-10). His delight is in you, every tear you cry, every broken place you surrender. Every yielded groan of pain. Do you believe there is purpose in that pain you feel. Do you believe he can bring beauty from ashes?
I make the hawk fly, the horse run, and the birds sing. They all make melody to me. The greatest drumbeat I have ever heard is the thundering hooves of a horse. And the sweetest song I have ever known, as that of a bird at daybreak. And the thing that moves my heart to compassion, is the tear of a surrendered soul....
Where the spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. The spiritual man has insight into everything, and that bothers and baffles the man of the world, who can’t understand him at all (1 Corinthians 2:15). Holy Spirit has mysteries and secrets to reveal to us, that the world can’t understand. Be careful where you go looking for acceptance. You might wake up on the wrong side of the tracks. The dividing line, the gulf between good and evil is growing larger and larger. Make sure you find yourself on the bank with the free. Whom the Son sets free, is free indeed....
Jesus is our Freedom Hymn....
Tammy Lang Jensen
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