You opened my heart to the beauty
of pure worship to the beauty of just looking at You and singing You opened my heart to the beauty of humility to the beauty of posturing my self in awe of you You opened my heart to beauty to the worth of quiet strength to the saturation that comes from waiting to the substance of walking in faith You opened my heart You opened my eyes You revealed Yourself to me You saw through all my performance You transfigured it into realness By the light of Your glory in me I had the chance to be at my dad's church last Sunday for the service. What I witnessed again that I've witnessed so so many times before was the ways my dad lives and loves like Jesus.
A few noteworthy examples:
There's a lot more I could say about my dad and how he looks like Jesus, moves with the Spirit, lives out the Father heart of God. All I listed above isn't new for him, it's deeply ingrained in how he loves. And it's a joy to be his daughter. |
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