Intimacy, Longing, Love, Words

(You) are my need

Found me on a basement floor

back when I had lost it all

Told me what the fight was for

and I’m not giving up no more


You elevate the life in me,

illuminate the in-between

Forever gonna feel this free and

I’m not giving up now. 

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Intimacy, Longing, Love, Worship

Take me back to the beginning

How do I praise You in my brokenness? How do I give You what You are worthy of when I am only half full? How do I sing, even in my pain, fear and mistrust? 

Bring me back to that place where I could come to You in abandonment. Take me back to when love was simple. Take me back to when trust did not have to make sense. 

I want to sing again. I want to love well again. 

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Eschatology, Longing, The Church

The Wedding Day

This is the story of the Son of God

Hanging on a cross for me

But it ends with a Bride and a Groom 

and a wedding by a glassy sea

O death, where is your sting? 

Cause I’ll be there singing 

Holy, holy, holy is Your name.


This is the story of a bride in white

waiting on her wedding day

Anticipation welling up inside 

while her Groom is crowned a King

O death, where is your sting?

Cause we’ll be there singing 

Holy, holy, holy is Your name.

“And I heard, as it were, the voice of a great multitude, as the sound of many waters and as the sound of mighty thunderings, saying, “Alleluia! For the Lord God Omnipotent reigns! Let us be glad and rejoice and give Him glory, for the marriage of the Lamb has come, and His wife has made herself ready.” And to her it was granted to be arrayed in fine linen, clean and bright, for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the saints.” // ‭‭Revelation‬ ‭19:6-8‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

This is all I am living, breathing & preparing for. Every sacrifice, every longing twist of the heart and every single bit of waiting will be worth it on that glorious day. All things will be made new then – every tear wiped away and every sorrow turned to joy as we behold the face of the One we have faithfully loved this whole time. How our hearts will swell.. How all of heaven and earth will burst forth together in one resounding chorus of praise and singing. Marriage here on earth is beautiful, but it is only a reflection of all there is to come.

He is worth the wait. Until then, let our lives echo with the voice a longing bride who is making herself ready.

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goodness, Hope, Longing, restoration, The Voyage

Tree Of Life

Those who sow in tears will reap in joyful shouting. The more the tears, the greater the joy that awaits. There are areas in my life where I have ever only known hurt and disappointment. Yet it is exactly in these areas that my Father wants to show His goodness the most. It is hard to believe sometimes but it is true. I know it with all my heart.  

I know that the tears we cry before Him fall as water to tender soil. We look now and we see no sign of life – only barrenness and disappointment. But hope again. Again and again and again, even against the fiercest of odds. Never allow the tender soil of your heart to harden. Because hidden underneath is a seed of promise. The tears that fall from our weary eyes water this promise seed. And as we sow with our tears and frustrations, as we plough with our heart hopes and secret prayers – this seed will, one day, grow into the most beautiful tree of life. 

The darker the night, the brighter the day. The longer the hope deffered, the more radiant the tree of life. We come with our ashes and He gives us beauty. We come with our broken hearts and He makes all things beautiful. We surrender and He restores. 

All the tears I have cried, I will, one day, reap in joyful shouting. And everything that I have fought so hard to believe in – one day I will no longer have to fight anymore – because it will be as plain as day, playing out right in front of my eyes for me to see. Everything that I have ever lost, all the tears I have ever cried, all the brokenness I have ever endured, He will restore back to me with joy and singing. 

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a promise fulfilled is a tree of life. He will fulfill all His promises and we will dance wild and free under His tree of life. 

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Longing, Process, Purpose, Wilderness

Kiss The Dawn

Now I close my eyes and free fall into You

Plunging into the unknown darkness

Hoping against hope 

That You will meet me there

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Lift up your head Isabel. The faces of those who look to Him are radiant. Let your eyes be fixed on the One whose Name is the Restorer of All Things. 

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I promise you my dear, one day, you will kiss the dawn. 

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