Hosanna

So I have "Hosanna" written by Brooke Fraser on repeat. I LOVE THAT SONG. Let me just do a little breakdown of this amazing song. Here's the bridge:

Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to teh things unseen
Show me how to love like You have loved me
Break my heart for what breaks Yours
Everything I am for Your kingdoms cause
As I walk from earth into eternity.

My heart cries this out...and it has alot lately. My life had been anything but sunshine and daisies growing up. I faced alot of pain and hurt at an early age, and it continued on into becoming a teenager. I battled the same things some of you may face daily. Insecurities, discontentment, fleeing from God because I wanted anything else that could fill me up. Why? Because I was so used to people leaving, I needed to make darn sure I would find something or someone that wouldn't. After years of unsuccessful searching and aimless wandering, I turned around. There sat Jesus, clothed in pure white and arms open in love. As I carried all my suitcases full of torn robes and dirty shoes. The bags feel at His feet. And as I sat and watched, His scarred hands getnly opened each one and removed all the hang-ups and fears. I tried to snatch some away with ashamed tears streaming down my face, but He gently took my hand and continued to unpack it all. When He was done, the suitcases we laying open, and He began to pile Truth, wisdom and love into them. Giving me beautiful new white robes and lessons I could never leave.

That description is something I long for you guys to see. No matter how bad you past hurts you, no matter how strong the pull of Satan's lies have been on you heart...there is hope. You see, Christ is what Christ offers. He is love and He offers love. I constantly drug my suitcases through the days, hoping one day they would get lost and forever be behind me. Without really giving them to Jesus, my fear and pain deepened. Do you know how beautiful it is to be set free? Do you know how much Jesus longs for your bags? I can't imagine the ache He must feel when we tear ourselves down, and keep on running and staggering with the burdens and guilt we carry. Sooner or later, it will be too much.

So after I picked up brand new bags, I began to run...fast. Jesus began to show me what my heart desperately needed. It needed to beat for something bigger than myself. I didn't need the blood in my heart if it only existed to keep my heart beating for myself and nothing more. My eyes were opened, and I saw. I saw oppression, hurt, poverty, loneliness and brokeness. I found passion and love for people I had never even met. I felt for them, I wanted to embrace them and pray with them. Jesus gently pushed me further..and eventually I began to follow instead of being pushed. He casually strolls beside me now, offering advice and encouragment. Sometimes making me sit along the road and observe or urging me to sprint to others. When I cry hosanna, He is always there.

And this is only the beginning.


So loved ones, where are you? Are you like my younger teenage self, hurt and lost while trying to please God with your good deeds and weekly church attendance? Are you the person on the road who cannot seem to get up from the weight of the baggage you carry? Or are you walking with Jesus by your side, arm in arm, listening intently and obediently to His gentle whispers? Wherever you are, it is my prayer it will lead you to the last one. On a journey with indescribable love and joy. Are you walking with your First Love?

I don't know what the future holds, all I know is God is my future. No matter what He has planned I have Jesus beside me, guiding me and leading me in the path of love. I seek to share His love and compassion with anyone I can get to.

So...re you coming with me? ;)


Love you guys!