10.17 Notes

Ps 19:14, 40:1-3, Leviticus 11:44-45, 19:2, I Peter 1:14-16

14 May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Psalm 40
For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.
1 I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry.
2 He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.
3 He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear and put their trust in the LORD.


44 I am the LORD your God; consecrate yourselves and be holy, because I am holy. Do not make yourselves unclean by any creature that moves about on the ground. 45 I am the LORD who brought you up out of Egypt to be your God; therefore be holy, because I am holy.

2 "Speak to the entire assembly of Israel and say to them: 'Be holy because I, the LORD your God, am holy.


14As obedient children, do not conform to the evil desires you had when you lived in ignorance. 15But just as he who called you is holy, so be holy in all you do; 16for it is written: "Be holy, because I am holy."

Be Holy.....H O L Y....

What does that mean? I'm holy, alright, holEy. There are so many holes in this soul....I have alot of patchwork. I wonder if God sees that sometimes. I"m sure there's a hole somewhere that my foot fits in....probably my mouth. It really needs some patchwork of its own.

As I contemplate the taste of my shoe....Jars of Clay ring in the background.

A promise or a dare
I would jump if I knew you'd catch me
Staring over the edge
I can't tell if you'll be here for me
I close my eyes and make a wish
Turn out the lights and take a breath
Pray that when the wick is burned
You would say that it's all about love

CHORUS: You were there when I needed you
You were there when the skies broke wide, wide open
You were there when I needed you
You were there when the skies broke wide, wide open

You were never here
I remember you said Love was more than your good intentions
Empty boxes on the floor
Things I never asked you for
I pray that when the wick is burned
You would say that it's all about love

And I can't see the promise of
Excuses you fall upon I pray to God not holding on
To things you've left undone

You were there when I You were there when I You were there when I needed


Interesting Choice of Words....

A promise or a dare
I would jump if I knew you'd catch me
Staring over the edge
I can't tell if you'll be here for me

There is a sense of doubt. I would jump if I Knew....

I think I feel that way sometimes...er...alot.....more often than I would like to admit. I stare over the edge fearing I'll be pushed. Like a mother eagle pushes her young out of the nest, a lesson in flying. I think do I really want to fly? Fly in terms of rapture...ok, yes. Fly in terms of lessons...sipping my coffee to get the shoe taste out of my mouth...the answer is NO.

But then, HOW do I learn, I do I know You'll Catch Me? The peace I have right now is scarey...I peer around the corner...stare over the edge. Please don't push me, PLEASE don't push me...PUL-EASE don't push me.

Off I go......

Did I miss the part where I say Geranamooooooo?

To be continued.....