As I board the plane and say goodbye, hello is coming soon.
I know that this is not just an adventure, but the beginning of something new.
As I look back on my life so far, it's like God had all of this planned.
He knows what He's doing and so I will follow His guiding right hand.
His ways are not my ways, His ways are far above me.
I'm not afraid for He's my strength, He reminds me that He loves me.
I'm not afraid because I know that God has a plan in all of this.
He has a reason for preparing me and ultimately He has a purpose.
I can tell you what I think I'll do, I can tell you what I've planned.
But ultimately it's all up to Him and this whole trip is in His hands.
I know I'm saying goodbye for a while, but I feel like I'm going home.
I can't explain it, and I don't think you'll understand, but in my heart I know.
This is the best decision I've ever made, but I feel like God made it for me.
So as I step off the plane again, I look forward to what lies before me.
(copyright written by Evelyn Worthington)
(Written May 24, 2010 12:36 am)
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
"His Love Means Everything"
Who can know love? Who can understand it?
Who can tame it? And who can claim it?
Love is a confusing thing.
Are you sure you really know what it is?
Is it only a want to be near someone?
Or is it more?
Could it be that we don’t really know?
Maybe it’s some lost art form?
Could it be as simple as a feeling or a thought?
Could it be more? Could it be less?
Could it be nothing? Or could it be everything?
Is love found in a kiss? Or maybe in a promise?
Is it found in your love notes? Or maybe in your whispers?
Is love found in secret? Or is it something different entirely?
I don’t know I’ll ever know your kind of love. I don’t think it’s for me.
You see, I’ve had a taste of a different flavor, and I can’t be cured!
I’m hooked, no turning back, no way out, it’s all there is for me!
My God loved me more than you can whisper, kiss, or promise,
My God bled and died, to buy me eternal life!
My God whispered His love, when He said,
“Father forgive them, for they know not what they do.”
He loved me more than anyone else could ever get close.
He loved me more than, you or I will ever know!
My God took me in and cleaned me up,
My life was a wreck, and He saved me!
I didn’t earn His love. I couldn’t win a beauty contest for it.
I couldn’t earn it with the right look or the right walk.
He earned my affections on the cross.
Now I’m lost in His love. Eternally I am His.
Your love means nothing to me,
His love means EVERYTHING.
(written at 3:16 am February 20, 2010)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
Who can tame it? And who can claim it?
Love is a confusing thing.
Are you sure you really know what it is?
Is it only a want to be near someone?
Or is it more?
Could it be that we don’t really know?
Maybe it’s some lost art form?
Could it be as simple as a feeling or a thought?
Could it be more? Could it be less?
Could it be nothing? Or could it be everything?
Is love found in a kiss? Or maybe in a promise?
Is it found in your love notes? Or maybe in your whispers?
Is love found in secret? Or is it something different entirely?
I don’t know I’ll ever know your kind of love. I don’t think it’s for me.
You see, I’ve had a taste of a different flavor, and I can’t be cured!
I’m hooked, no turning back, no way out, it’s all there is for me!
My God loved me more than you can whisper, kiss, or promise,
My God bled and died, to buy me eternal life!
My God whispered His love, when He said,
“Father forgive them, for they know not what they do.”
He loved me more than anyone else could ever get close.
He loved me more than, you or I will ever know!
My God took me in and cleaned me up,
My life was a wreck, and He saved me!
I didn’t earn His love. I couldn’t win a beauty contest for it.
I couldn’t earn it with the right look or the right walk.
He earned my affections on the cross.
Now I’m lost in His love. Eternally I am His.
Your love means nothing to me,
His love means EVERYTHING.
(written at 3:16 am February 20, 2010)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
"My Amazing God"
God, you hear me when I pray. You count my tears. You’re close to the brokenhearted.
You are a father to the father-less. You are the strength for the weak.
You are from everlasting to everlasting, You are my God!
You’re Jehovah Jireh, my provider. You dined with sinners and healed the sick.
You showed compassion on the crowds, you fed the five-thousand.
You cared for the woman at the well, you save sinners from the gates of hell.
You died and paid the price, to cover all my sin. You’re amazing, you’re wonderful.
You’re all I need, you’re all I want, you’re more that I can understand.
I am nothing, but you love me still. You made me in your image.
But you remember that I was dust. My days are like the grass, short and sweet my life will be.
You have planned and put in place all of eternity.
You are a mighty king, and a loving father, a mighty God, and a humble servant.
Who can understand you? Yet you know every fiber of my being.
You made my every part, you’ve numbered the hairs on my head.
It shouldn’t matter to you, but it does! God, you are indescribable!
You have loved the sinner and the saint, the Jew and Greek, slave and free,
You have made a way for all mankind to have eternal life through you!
How can this be? But I know that it’s true! How do I know?
Because I know you! I love you God! But you love me a billion times more.
I can’t comprehend what you have in store.
All I know, God, is that you are good.
That’s all I know, and all I should.
(written at 3:07 am February 2010)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
You are a father to the father-less. You are the strength for the weak.
You are from everlasting to everlasting, You are my God!
You’re Jehovah Jireh, my provider. You dined with sinners and healed the sick.
You showed compassion on the crowds, you fed the five-thousand.
You cared for the woman at the well, you save sinners from the gates of hell.
You died and paid the price, to cover all my sin. You’re amazing, you’re wonderful.
You’re all I need, you’re all I want, you’re more that I can understand.
I am nothing, but you love me still. You made me in your image.
But you remember that I was dust. My days are like the grass, short and sweet my life will be.
You have planned and put in place all of eternity.
You are a mighty king, and a loving father, a mighty God, and a humble servant.
Who can understand you? Yet you know every fiber of my being.
You made my every part, you’ve numbered the hairs on my head.
It shouldn’t matter to you, but it does! God, you are indescribable!
You have loved the sinner and the saint, the Jew and Greek, slave and free,
You have made a way for all mankind to have eternal life through you!
How can this be? But I know that it’s true! How do I know?
Because I know you! I love you God! But you love me a billion times more.
I can’t comprehend what you have in store.
All I know, God, is that you are good.
That’s all I know, and all I should.
(written at 3:07 am February 2010)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
"Don't Wait"
He has loved you with an everlasting love; He has paid the highest price,
But still you turn away to your pleasures, your disobedience, rebellion, and lusts.
Don’t wait until it’s too late.
You hate and kill when you could have all that you need and more.
But you want gratified instantly, you can’t wait for what’s in store.
Don’t wait until it is too late!
You’ve scorned your Maker and disgraced Him to His face,
You’ve spat upon the One who offered you amazing grace.
Don’t wait! I beg of you, don’t wait!
Don’t wait ‘til it’s too late!
Today could be your day! Don’t wait ‘til it’s too late!
God is not mocked, beware your fate!
Life is short, but eternity is forever. When Christ came, He died
So that you could be born again, die to the flesh, and born to new life.
Can’t you hear me? I’m calling in the streets! The hour is soon!
Can’t you hear him? God is speaking to your heart today!
Won’t you repent and pray? …before it’s too late?
(written at 12:46 am February 20,2010)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
But still you turn away to your pleasures, your disobedience, rebellion, and lusts.
Don’t wait until it’s too late.
You hate and kill when you could have all that you need and more.
But you want gratified instantly, you can’t wait for what’s in store.
Don’t wait until it is too late!
You’ve scorned your Maker and disgraced Him to His face,
You’ve spat upon the One who offered you amazing grace.
Don’t wait! I beg of you, don’t wait!
Don’t wait ‘til it’s too late!
Today could be your day! Don’t wait ‘til it’s too late!
God is not mocked, beware your fate!
Life is short, but eternity is forever. When Christ came, He died
So that you could be born again, die to the flesh, and born to new life.
Can’t you hear me? I’m calling in the streets! The hour is soon!
Can’t you hear him? God is speaking to your heart today!
Won’t you repent and pray? …before it’s too late?
(written at 12:46 am February 20,2010)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
"Is it Worth It?"
Is it worth it to wait for the right guy?
Is it worth it to wait for the right time?
Are there still things that I need to learn?
Could it be that I'm not ready yet?
Surely God is still preparing me!
Surely there is much yet to do!
Surely God knows the plan...
but then again, is there a man?
Maybe I'll be alone, is there anything wrong with that?
God is faithful to protect me,
God is faithful to provide...
I must be faithful to follow.
Maybe I need to stop thinking a man would improve things.
Maybe I'm better off thisway!
Maybe I won't be alone.
But maybe I won't have a family this way.
But maybe, then, that that's okay.
Why should I ever ask what if?
When I follow God's plan, it will all turn out okay!
What if I'll be a mother someday!
So much more to learn, so much more to grow!
God knows, better than I, He knows.
Your ways are higher than mine, O Lord,
I may never understand!
But God my future is in your hands!
It's worth it to wait on your plan.
So I will continue to serve you,
as I continue to wait,
your timing is perfect Lord,
I know that it's never too late.
(written 4:42 am January 7, 2010)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
Is it worth it to wait for the right time?
Are there still things that I need to learn?
Could it be that I'm not ready yet?
Surely God is still preparing me!
Surely there is much yet to do!
Surely God knows the plan...
but then again, is there a man?
Maybe I'll be alone, is there anything wrong with that?
God is faithful to protect me,
God is faithful to provide...
I must be faithful to follow.
Maybe I need to stop thinking a man would improve things.
Maybe I'm better off thisway!
Maybe I won't be alone.
But maybe I won't have a family this way.
But maybe, then, that that's okay.
Why should I ever ask what if?
When I follow God's plan, it will all turn out okay!
What if I'll be a mother someday!
So much more to learn, so much more to grow!
God knows, better than I, He knows.
Your ways are higher than mine, O Lord,
I may never understand!
But God my future is in your hands!
It's worth it to wait on your plan.
So I will continue to serve you,
as I continue to wait,
your timing is perfect Lord,
I know that it's never too late.
(written 4:42 am January 7, 2010)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
"What does the Future Hold?"
I'd like to ask a question, if I might be so bold...
What in the world does the future hold?
But then again, I take it back! Surprize me God,
somehow I know I couldn't handle it right now!
What in the world does the future hold?
But then again, I take it back! Surprize me God,
somehow I know I couldn't handle it right now!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
"Conversation with God"
God, you never cease to amaze me, and what a God you are!
With your perfect hand you put in place each and every star!
Yet you care. How can it be? That you, my God, would care for me!
I don't deserve your love, your time, your anything...
But you give it all willingly, that is why I gave you my life,
It's not much God, but it's in your hands, no longer is it mine!
Following you is an adventure! I'm following your perfect will.
And as I do, you show me wonders anew, and I continue even still.
How great is your faithfulness oh God, even when I turn.
You love me and care for me patiently and help for me to learn.
Without you I am nothing, lost, afraid, and all alone,
But, Daddy, with you, I have a father, a shelter, and a home.
You gave me life when I was dead, you brought me from the grave.
And in my life and in my heart I can't find a reason for what you gave!
You paid the price for all my sin. How can it be true?
That you would love me so tenderly, as I have not loved you?
I was far from you when you paid the price; I was not right with you.
But you loved me and waited patiently to see what I would choose.
God, I get so frustrated with my impatient heart!
I get so scared and I don't trust you like I should have from the start!
I'm your child and I don't understand, in my simple child's mind.
Why you would patiently pick me up when I've fallen down in life.
I follow your plan with hesitation, I don't trust you fully like you deserve.
You take my hand and lead me, though my heart is so unsure.
"Why do I fear?" I want to scream. Why don't I trust with all my heart?
You're the potter, God, but can't you see? I'm ruining your art!
I'm not wise, as I once believed; I'm a lost and foolish sheep.
I get so anxious, so confused, that sometimes I lose sleep.
I ask you once again, my Lord, "Why did you choose me?"
"Can't you see I'm broken God?" "Won't you tell me what you see?"
"I'm not finished with you my child." You whisper tenderly.
"I know your fears and troubles, let them go, give them to me."
"Yes, you are my artwork, made in my image, but I'm not done."
"I'm forming you more each and every day into the image of my Son!"
"Just close your eyes and hold my hand, I will lead you every step of the way."
"There's no need to worry or fear, for by your side I'll stay."
(written December 20, 2009 2:00am)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
With your perfect hand you put in place each and every star!
Yet you care. How can it be? That you, my God, would care for me!
I don't deserve your love, your time, your anything...
But you give it all willingly, that is why I gave you my life,
It's not much God, but it's in your hands, no longer is it mine!
Following you is an adventure! I'm following your perfect will.
And as I do, you show me wonders anew, and I continue even still.
How great is your faithfulness oh God, even when I turn.
You love me and care for me patiently and help for me to learn.
Without you I am nothing, lost, afraid, and all alone,
But, Daddy, with you, I have a father, a shelter, and a home.
You gave me life when I was dead, you brought me from the grave.
And in my life and in my heart I can't find a reason for what you gave!
You paid the price for all my sin. How can it be true?
That you would love me so tenderly, as I have not loved you?
I was far from you when you paid the price; I was not right with you.
But you loved me and waited patiently to see what I would choose.
God, I get so frustrated with my impatient heart!
I get so scared and I don't trust you like I should have from the start!
I'm your child and I don't understand, in my simple child's mind.
Why you would patiently pick me up when I've fallen down in life.
I follow your plan with hesitation, I don't trust you fully like you deserve.
You take my hand and lead me, though my heart is so unsure.
"Why do I fear?" I want to scream. Why don't I trust with all my heart?
You're the potter, God, but can't you see? I'm ruining your art!
I'm not wise, as I once believed; I'm a lost and foolish sheep.
I get so anxious, so confused, that sometimes I lose sleep.
I ask you once again, my Lord, "Why did you choose me?"
"Can't you see I'm broken God?" "Won't you tell me what you see?"
"I'm not finished with you my child." You whisper tenderly.
"I know your fears and troubles, let them go, give them to me."
"Yes, you are my artwork, made in my image, but I'm not done."
"I'm forming you more each and every day into the image of my Son!"
"Just close your eyes and hold my hand, I will lead you every step of the way."
"There's no need to worry or fear, for by your side I'll stay."
(written December 20, 2009 2:00am)
(copyright Evelyn Worthington)
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