.. if you never fill my cup up again.... Blessed be Your Name...

I love music.. I love Christian Contemporary Music... I love it because when people write songs that speak to my heart I am encouraged... I am encouraged because they must know what I am feeling... I am encouraged because that means I am not alone, I am encouraged because they always point me to where my hope comes from... so these are two songs I am listening to this morning..

I’m Tired I’m worn

My heart is heavy

From the work it takes

To keep on breathing

I’ve made mistakes

I’ve let my hope fail

My soul feels crushed

By the weight of this world

And I know that you can give me rest

So I cry out with all that I have left

Let me see redemption win

Let me know the struggle ENDS 

That you can mend a heart

That’s frail and torn

I wanna know a song can rise

From the ashes of a broken life

And all that’s dead inside can be reborn

Cause I’m worn

I know I need to lift my eyes up

But I'm too weak

Life just won’t let up

And I know that you can give me rest

So I cry out with all that I have left

My prayers are wearing thin

Yeah, I’m worn

Even before the day begins

Yeah, I’m worn

I’ve lost my will to fight

I’m worn

So, heaven come and flood my eyes

Let me see redemption win

Let me know the struggle ends

That you can mend a heart

That’s frail and torn

I wanna know a song can rise

From the ashes of a broken life

And all that’s dead inside can be reborn

Cause all that’s dead inside will be reborn

( Worn by Tenth Avenue North )

and there is this... a good reminder, affirming what He has been telling me...

But who am I to make demands of the God of Abraham?

And who are You that You would choose to answer me with mercy new

How many more will wander past to find me sitting in this ash

Will you hold me? Will you stay?

So I can raise this broken praise to You

But You were the One who filled my cup

And You were the One who let it spill

So blessed be your Holy name if you never fill it up again

If this is where my story ends, just give me one more breathe to say

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

( Broken Praise by Todd Smith "The Story" )

I lift up my eyes to the mountains—

    where does my help come from?

 My help comes from the Lord,

    the Maker of heaven and earth.

 He will not let your foot slip—

    he who watches over you will not slumber

Psalm 121:1-3

and then this, from one of the email devotions I get each day... what a timely reminder:

His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence,  by which he has granted to us his precious and very great promises, so that through them you may become partakers of the divine nature, having escaped from the corruption that is in the world because of sinful desire.

2. Peter 1:3-4

AMEN!