Saturday, June 5, 2010

This Evening

Looking out my window in the dim of this evening, there is nothing more beautiful than the clouds He has lit on fire with the leaving of the sun. The mountains are shrouded in that hazy blue that only comes with this time of day, which is my favorite time of all the times in the day. Our little lake is reflecting the last bit of softly glowing sky and the trees are ever darkening with the coming of the night. Simple, everyday events are these, but when I stop and watch them happen, I am ever amazed at my God. What a God I serve, a God who loves colors, who loves light, who created water to reflect that which He set forth in the sky, who paints the clouds with brilliance and then gently smiles at me and says," This is for you, beloved." An evening like this is far better than any love letter I could receive from human hands, for the God of the universe thought of every color, every reflection, every shadow that gently crosses the waters, and gave it all to me. I do not deserve such as this, I have done nothing in my short life to deserve His notice and love, yet He does notice and love me. How can there be any doubt in any heart of the love of God when we can see the beauty in every single day that He has made just for us? I am inadequate to describe what I see and feel with His loving arms wrapped gently around me. I wish I knew how better to articulate this overwhelming love and gentleness that I see and feel in this sweet evening. All I know and can say is that I love You Jesus! I know I am far away from loving You the way I should, however, I want to love you more and more with each passing day. I want to be consumed by Your sweet and holy fire until there is nothing left of me and I am totally and irrevocably Yours!

  1. Take my life and let it be
    Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
    Take my hands and let them move
    At the impulse of Thy love.
  2. Take my feet and let them be
    Swift and beautiful for Thee;
    Take my voice and let me sing,
    Always, only for my King.
  3. Take my lips and let them be
    Filled with messages from Thee;
    Take my silver and my gold,
    Not a mite would I withhold.
  4. Take my moments and my days,
    Let them flow in endless praise;
    Take my intellect and use
    Every pow’r as Thou shalt choose.
  5. Take my will and make it Thine,
    It shall be no longer mine;
    Take my heart, it is Thine own,
    It shall be Thy royal throne.
  6. Take my love, my Lord, I pour
    At Thy feet its treasure store;
    Take myself and I will be
    Ever, only, all for Thee.

    -Frances R. Havergal

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