livingprayer

Aaron, the light bringer, the word of god, wears a diadem upon his forehead that says righteous, so whoever is facing him can remember they're still in right standing with God.
"with my naked eye i saw the pouring rain coming down on me" (Luscious Jackson)
"word of god speak/would you pour down like rain/washing my eyes to see/your majesty" and sovereignty o, father.
your completion and the fruit you bring forth. Beauty, heart and hale from what I call muck.
How can you be so splendorous? you shine and clean. Constantly, consistently, and with care.
we dine, you and i lord, in the nicest restaurants, on the choicesst meat and sweetest wine.
we dwell, you and i father, in heavenly places untouched by human hands.  
Holy spirit we rock out. You and me, Me and you together. Inseperable.
Thanks for that.
I was gonn write an apology, but my heart beat me to it. Anyway, we both know we've moved on.
Lord i thought you were a jerk, unsmiling.
I know now all you've ever done is smile upon me  - even in intercession, i know you smile and love on me with grace grace because you know our father is so faithful.
I will trust him also.
And we'll live. in the earth but not of it, revelling and aloof. Here but unmoved. I've been tossed and sunk and lost and given up but you've kept me and I've turned my eyes to you. I've allowed myself into your plan.
But it is you, father. You have done these things. It is you I have loved all along.
You've permitted my distance so that when you closed the gap I would know it.
You allowed me to seek my own salvation, to run to the depths of hell in delusion, so that when you brought me out, I would know.
Your light doesn't shine on darkness, your light shines out of darkness: my very turmoil is my sanctification.
I could not know this until you made it clear, removed the veil and opened my eyes.
your wonderful gifts father-for order, peace, and understanding. I praise you and thank you for my growth.
My peace, o lord, in you. In you eternally I am.
You call me good. You made me perfect. I see I'm impure, broken, and unfinished. I try to fix myself, but I simpily cannot. It is impossible. I call my thoughts my own, my behaviour me when they are what I have received; the products of this earth-bound world.
I am the healed. I am humble I take no place that is not mine. I am easily pierced.
called to love and called to fellowship. I offer of myself no sacrifice - but Offerings.
No performance, no obligation has a hold on me. Because I obey the spirit in me and run to council in the midst of confusion - the mountains from the fog.
I struggled with giants for so long forever unable to overcome. I haven't the power. But I found you. or the other way around. I can't tell now.
and you taught me to stand my ground. And with a word they have fallen. With my eyes fixed elsewhere, my fears are laid waste. They feed on attention, grow larger, closer, consuming. and now?
they're nothing. I do not fret the morrow for out there I cannot dwell - that is futile.
All these words are true.
but they must be shown or they are empty.
and here a physical location. My eyes are opened and unclouded. My head is up, my back erect. My feet step forward onto ground, less real, more sure. Nothing here can make me stumble. I face these giants but pay them no heed - I look over them, past above and keep my focus there.
I stand assured with sword and shield, brothers beside me-and together there is nothing we cannot overcome.