This friends is how I slept last night. 2 babies and a husband in my queen bed with me. Needless to say I was not a chipper chicken pealing myself out of bed to head to praise team at 8:15am on this cold, snowy Sunday morning. Sunday…sigh…the Lord’s day.
This Sunday, the Lord’s day, I blew through the doors of my church with a bad attitude and a heavy heart. My heart has been aching for the people number of people that I fiercely love that are struggling. I have looked at those in my life that are on the struggle bus right now and have been overwhelmed with love and empathy for them. I went in to church to find peace in this but found great conviction written in the words that we sang in this hymn today.
Take my life and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in endless praise.
When am I flowing with endless praise in my life? Do I actually give over my moments and my days to the Lord? When I do what does that look like in my life?
Take my hands and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love.
Take my feet and let them be
Swift and beautiful for Thee.
What do I do with my hands and my feet that show God’s love? Do I hesitate when he calls me to go, or do I respond in immediate obedience?
Take my voice and let me sing,
Always, only for my King.
Take my lips and let them be
Filled with messages from Thee.
Now I LOVE to sing. LOVE IT! God has blessed me with the ability to carry a tune. But do I give him my voice outside of the walls of the church and the occasional karaoke night? Do my words hurt my family? Am I singing his praises to those around me? Is my voice a sweet sound to my Savior’s ears, or does he grimace at the sounds and words that escape my mouth?
Take my silver and my gold,
Not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect and use
Every pow’r as Thou shalt choose.
Oh this one was painful when we got here. I truly had to hold it together here. As I got to these words I was overcome with the idea that if he took it all away. The clothes, the jewelry, the new house, the cars, the boots…all of it. If my way of life was taken, if we became truly poor and lost it all what would that look like on me. Would I praise him through that? My fear is, I would cling so tightly to the life I had and the life I wanted that my voice would not shout one praise, that my prayers would be begging for the return of my things. Conviction and heart break overwhelmed me.
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.
Yes Lord, I thought, not my will but yours. (as long as it’s not too radical). Literally, these were my thoughts.
Take my love, my Lord, I pour
At Thy feet its treasure store.
Take myself and I will be
Ever, only, all for Thee.
This friends is why we go to Church. Not to check it off of our to do list. Not to hang out with our besties. We go to be led back to the cross. All week we battle and rage against this world. We fall short and run out. We run out of steam. And so we come back to the cross on Sunday and lay at his feet. We recharge, fill up and go pour into those we encounter in the week. He speaks through his music, he speaks through his words, his people and leads us to where we need to be. He fills us up so we can pour out. This week, he showed me, he will speak to me in anyway he chooses. He showed me the things I needed to work on and he recharged me to GO. This Sunday, the Lord’s day, he spent pouring into to me. He heard my song of praise, he saw my heart and despite it all he filled my voice with JOY and my heart and soul with Thanksgiving.
I am beautifully and wonderfully made in his amazing image. He reminded me of that today in his house on his day. Take my life, take my hands, take my voice, take it all. It is yours Father and I lay it all back at your feet.
You too are beautifully made by the redeemer who loves you so much and is calling you to fall into stride with him in his amazing plan for your life. Please let me know if I can help you to choose to walk with our Savior. It is a life that is more fulfilling than you can imagine. For now I send with you prayers for our week, that we would let go of the things and let God fill our hands and hearts.