My view on ladders and life...

                   My life of late has been busy,

                                                    but busy in a weird way...

A good three quarters of my summer has been spent away from home.

Between Summit, vacationing, spending time with family.

I really don't know what the weather was like in New York this summer.

Now Ohio and Tennessee on the other hand...

I could tell you exactly what the weather was like there.

On this first day of Autumn, I look back over my summer, and think...

It has been a good but challenging summer.

It has been full of new adventures, new faces, new experiences,

now some of these experiences I never want to experience again.

But I know that every experience,

and every thing that I have experienced this summer is all part of a bigger plan...

Even when I can't see what that plan will be.

This has been my view of late.

The caption of the photo above is very true. In many different aspects of my life, it is very true...

My view literally has I have been on a ladder a lot more then I normally am, as I have been helping rip old siding off our old/new house and put on new vinyl. It has also been the view of my spiritual walk. I am sure this needs an explanation.

'You feel like your walk with God is like being on a ladder???'

Well, no, not exactly, but there are some similarities.

First of all, you must make sure that you ladder is on level sturdy ground. You must be set upon "the Rock of Ages." And as soon as you are sure that your ladder is on firm level ground, you start your ascent, just starting the climb up a ladder can give you a thrill, you get that, "this could be an adventure" rush to the head, and your heart starts racing just slightly. A whole new exciting world with just one step off the ground.

As you climb you discover new things about yourself,

such as your fears, where you are afraid you will fail or fall.

It can be a truly terrifying spot... especially when the breeze blows and the ladder quakes just slightly. That is when all your fears are revealed in their full light. And it can cause you to freeze in your ascent to the top. Now it is when you are frozen to one spot that the most work can be done on the house that your ladder is leaning against. I mean you can't work when all that you are doing is climbing. It is at these frozen areas in your walk where you can get out the hammer and the crowbar and you can start accomplishing the work that you were on the ladder to do in the first place. I feel as if I am in one of these frozen areas on my way up the ladder. In fact I feel like God has allowed my ladder to be shaken. Which having your ladder shaken by someone can be the most terrifying thing one can ever experience, it sure will make you sure footed though. ;) It is a time that you truly get to know yourself. And hopefully a time when you can work on areas of your life that need attention. A time to get out the old crowbar and hammer and start prying away the old beat up layers of house, to reveal the original work of the carpenter. For it is only when the old battered pieces of protective layers are gone that the house is ready for the new protective layer of vinyl to be put on. What a mess it would be if we tried to just ignore the old aluminum and just started putting on the new siding... what a mess. It is a long and sometimes painful process. But oh, so worth it. Because someday the ascent will start again, move one hand, one foot, the other hand, the other foot, until finally you can go up one more rung on your ladder, and so starts the adventure once more. One rung or...

one day at a time.

Just take it one day at a time.

Our house before

And so ends my ladder object lesson to myself. It sometimes is just therapeutic to write stuff out, so if you read through it and were like, 'she can live on her ladder if she likes, but I don't really think life is like a ladder, she is a little whacked.' That's okay, this is the kind of post that comes out of me when the hour is getting later and later, and I am listening to Emile Pandolfi Radio on Pandora (piano ballads) Listening to piano music tends to make me a little reflective. ;) And sometimes strangely... emotional. But that is besides the point. Back to our house transformation, and enough about how piano music affects me.

During

Our house literally looks like it had a face lift.

I think it actually looks more sure of itself and cheerful with its new 'garments' on.

And I don't have a better after picture yet. So this will have to do.

Our house just needs a porch swing for the front porch to be perfect... Time to get into that wood shop that I have been talking to much about and start working towards making a swing.

Just hanging out on the ridge.

What better place to hang out after ripping stuff off the sides of the house then the roof? Josh didn't help but he ended up being in the picture 'cause he brought his Pepsi out onto the roof and that happened to be when Mom came out to snap some pictures. He at least gave me a sip of his Pepsi. ;)

Lift your eyes...

" I lift up my eyes to the hills.
From where does my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot be moved;
he who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, he who keeps Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is your keeper;
the Lord is your shade on your right hand.
The sun shall not strike you by day,
nor the moon by night.

The Lord will keep you from all evil;
he will keep your life.
The Lord will keep
your going out and your coming in
from this time forth and forevermore."

~ Psalm 121 ~

This Psalm was mentioned this past Sunday and I have been brought back to it all week. I just thought I would share it... the promises made in it bring such hope and comfort to me and I hope they do the same for you.

wait and trust... my thoughts...

"Wait on the Lord;
Be of good courage,
And He will strengthen your heart:
Wait, I say, on the Lord."
~ Psalm 27:14 ~

I have discovered that a lot of life is spent waiting. When you are young you have to wait your turn to jump rope or play a game... As you grow older you have to start waiting for more important things, which also means it gets harder to wait for them. Life seems to go very quickly from waiting your turn to climb on the teeter-totter, to waiting to see who God is going to put on with you, to join you on life's big teeter-totter. And on this see-saw you spend a lot of time waiting. Waiting for a job, a closing on a house, or for a doctors diagnoses. How well do we trust during these times of waiting? I know I flounder... I know I have doubts... I know I have times when I say, " I don't want to wait anymore, somethin's gotta give!" It is at times like this that I read the Psalms and God gives me the above verse to read. How awesome is it that out of all the thousands of verses in the Bible, He leads us to the one that speaks to us at the exact time we needed it. So, to all of you that are in a season for waiting, "...be of good courage, and He will strengthen your heart, wait, I say, Wait on the Lord."
just wait.

Get back up by Tobymac

You turned away when I looked you in the eye,
And hesitated when I asked if you were alright,
Seems like you're fighting for you life,
But why? oh why?
Wide awake in the middle of your nightmare,
You saw it comin' but it hit you outta no where,
And theres always scars
When you fall back far

We lose our way,
We get back up again
It's never too late to get back up again,
One day you will shine again,
You may be knocked down,
But not out forever,
Lose our way,
We get back up again,
So get up, get up,
You gonna shine again,
Never too late to get back up again,
You may be knocked down,
But not out forever
[May be knocked down but not out forever]

You're rolled out at the dawning of the day
Heart racin' as you made you little get away,
It feels like you've been runnin' all your life
But, why? Oh why?

So you've pulled away from the love that wou'd've been there,
You start believin' that your situation's unfair

But there's always scars,
When you fall back far

We lose our way,
We get back up again
Never too late to get back up again,
One day, you gonna shine again,
You may be knocked down but not out forever,
Lose our way, we get back up again,
So get up, get up
You gonna shine again
It's never too late, to get back up again
You may be knocked down, but not out forever,
May be knocked down, but not out forever!

This is love callin', love callin', out to the broken,
This is love callin'.
This is love callin', love callin', out to the broken
This is love callin'.
This is love callin', love callin',
I am so broken
This is love callin' love callin

Lose our way, [way way way ay ay ay]
We get back up, [get back up again]
It's never too late [late late late ate ate ate]
You may be knocked down but not out forever!

Lose our way,
We get back up again,
So get up get up
You gonna shine again
Never too late to get back up again
You may be knocked down,
But not out forever,

This is love [lose our way] callin' love callin' [get back up again]
To the broken
This is love [never too late] callin'
[may be knocked down but not out forever]
This is love [lose our way] callin' love callin' [we get back up again]
To the broken
This is love [never too late] callin'
[may be knocked down but not out forever]

This is love callin' love callin'
Out to the broken,
This is love callin'....

Listen to it on YouTube

Count That Day Lost...

If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went --
Then you may count that day well spent.

But if, through all the livelong day,
You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay --
If, through it all
You've nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face--
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost --
Then count that day as worse than lost.

George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans)

The Reason for the Season...

"And it came to pass in those days that a decree went out from Ceasar Augustus that all the world should be registered. This census first took place while Quirinius was governing Syria. So all went to be registered, everyone to his own city. Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, to be registered with Mary, his betrothed wife, who was with child. So it was, that while they were there, the days were completed for her to be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn." Luke 2:1-7


I don't know about you but this story has been such a big part of my whole life, I don't remember the first time I heard about Mary and Joseph going to Bethlehem and Mary having baby Jesus and laying him in a manger. I don't know about you but sometimes when I hear of something so often you forget that it actually really happened and that these were real people who really lived through these things, and then there are the times when something would strike me about the story that I had never really thought about before, some part of it would just come alive and it would be so real to me. This year being pregnant has been bringing a whole new area of the story of Jesus' life alive for me, as I feel my baby move inside of me and the thrill that goes through me every single time it happens, I think about Mary and what she must have been feeling, and the fact that at some point in time she first felt Jesus move inside of her.
Have you ever tried to think of Jesus as a baby? One that wets his pants, cries because he is hungry and spits up after eating? Have you ever wondered what a perfect baby would be like? We all know what the perfect adult would be like, the Bible tells us that when we read about Jesus and what he did or didn't do while he was alive on this earth. But what was he like as a newborn? Can you imagine the absolute thrill that must have gone through Mary and Joseph the first time that he smiled? How about when he said his first word? Have you thought about that? the son of God, the maker of the universe, the one who said "Let there be light" had to learn how to talk. That just amazes me.

Let me encourage you to really think about what you are celebrating this December 25th,
Jesus, the son of God, creator of the universe and my (and I pray yours also) own personal savior came to this world as a little newborn baby.

Merry Christmas!

Why are we surpised???

Are you ever surprised when God answers your prayers? Has it ever taken you two days to realize that two days ago is when He answered a certain prayer? I don't know about you but I do it quite often. Now sometimes I think it is because the answers to our prayers aren't always that obvious, they don't always come all wrapped up with ribbons and bows with a flashing card that sings, "An answer for you, from God." Usually the answers are more subtle, but sometimes I wonder why I am surprised when God answers my prayers... Did I not think He would or could do it?

~~~

Anyway, all of that to say, God has been teaching me a couple of things, the first one being: He has the ability to do anything, and yet even in this position of power, cares enough about us to answer our prayers, even when our prayers are over little vain things. He has made it very evident that He is the God that still answers prayers. When you call out for help He will send someone, or several "someones" to help and encourage you. I would like to thank the several "someones," who have been councilors and encourager's to me in the past several weeks. God sent you to help me... and I just want to say thanks.

The second thing God has been teaching me is to just trust Him. Trust, trust, trust... I have heard or seen that word many times in the last week and finally I realized, "God must be trying to tell me something."

Proverbs 3:5-6 is a passage of scripture that most of us are very familiar with, most of us had it memorized by the time we were five. It was so much easier trusting God when I was five. Do you need to go back to a five year olds mentality of just trusting? I know that I do. I need to have the trust of a five year old. As a grown up, it is way to easy to just grab the reins and take control away from God. If we could just trust him and willingly give Him the reins to our lives, I believe He would drive us to places that are beyond our comprehension, better then we ever could have imagined...

Sometimes we just have to give up the reins and trust Him.

~ Proverbs 3:5-6 ~

"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not on thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths."

Can 't

by Edgar Guest

Can't is the worst word that's written or spoken;

Doing more harm here then slander and lies;

On it is many a strong spirit broken,

And with it many a good purpose dies.

It springs from the lips of the thoughtless each morning

And robs us of courage we need through the day:

It rings in our ears like a timely sent warning

And laughs when we falter and fall by the way.

• Can't is the father of feeble endeavor,
• The parent of terror and halfhearted work;
• It weakens the efforts of artisans clever,
• And makes of the toiler an indolent shirk.
• It poisons the soul of the man with a vision,
• It stifles in infancy many a plan;
• It greets honest toiling with open derision
• And mocks at the hopes and the dreams of a man.

Can't is a word none should speak without blushing;

To utter it should be a symbol of shame;

Ambition and courage it daily is crushing;

It blights a man's purpose and shortens his aim.

Despise it with all of your hatred of error;

Refuse it the lodgment it seeks in your brain;

Arm against it as a creature of terror,

And all that you dream of you someday shall gain.

• Can't is the word that is foe to ambition,
• An enemy ambushed to shatter your will;
• Its prey is forever the man with a mission
• And bows but to courage and patience and skill
• Hate it, with hatred that's deep and undying,
• For once it is welcomed 'twill break any man;
• Whatever the goal you are seeking, keep trying
• And answer this demon by saying: "I can."

"Hanging by a Thread..."

As I was waking up to one of my favorite Cd's this morning, this song really stuck out... It kind of describes the way I feel sometimes.

• Hanging by a Thread
• Wayne Kirkpatrick and Gordon Kennedy

There's a kind of emptiness that can fill you.

There's a kind of hunger that can eat you up.

There's a cold and darker side of the moonlight.

An' there's a lonely side of love.

• With you here, Jesus, I am strong; no sign of weakness.
• With you gone, Jesus, I am hanging by a thread.

There's a certain kind of pain that can numb you.

There's a type of freedom that can tie you down.

Sometimes the unexplained can define you,

And sometimes silence is the only sound.

• With you here, Jesus, I am strong; outside of weakness.
• With you gone I am hanging by a thread.

Our Address

I added the address for Curtiss and I here in Romania on the side panel of the blog for those of you who might want the info :)
I will add it again here so that you don't need to go looking. If any of you do send anything please make sure that you copy the address exactly or else it won't make it ;)

Fam. Archer, Charles

sat Bretea Romana

bl.1 sc. B, et.1, ap.9

Judet HD, Romania

Blessed Be Your Name

Last night at Prayer and Praise I wasn't feeling much like blessing the name of the Lord, in fact I just wanted to go to bed. After saying our goodbyes to Joanna and Curtiss earlier that day, I was just feeling down. And as I was sitting in the G---'s home I wasn't really thinking much about anything. But after having someone toss me a penny and whisper, " A penny for your thoughts." I started to half heartily think about what is was I was feeling, I was feeling sorry for myself. Well I was sitting there twirling the penny in between my fingers we started to sing, "Blessed Be Your Name" and as the room began to fill with the sound of music, I realized that blessing God's name is a choice, in the good and the bad times we have to make that choice. And as we sang, "You give and you take away, You give and you take away, my heart will choose to say Lord, Blessed be your name." I was able to make that choice of blessing God even when I didn't feel like it.

So to that someone who tossed the penny, "Thanks for tossing it."

Blessed Be Your Name

By Matt Redman

Blessed Be Your Name

In the land that is plentiful

Where Your streams of abundance flow

Blessed be Your name

Blessed Be Your name

When I'm found in the desert place

Though I walk through the wilderness

Blessed Be Your name

Every blessing You pour out

I'll turn back to praise

When the darkness closes in, Lord

Still I will say

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your glorious name

Blessed be Your name

When the sun's shining down on me

When the world's 'all as it should be'

Blessed be Your name

Blessed be Your name

On the road marked with suffering

Though there's pain in the offering

Blessed be Your name

Every blessing You pour out

I'll turn back to praise

When the darkness closes in, Lord

Still I will say

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your glorious name

You give and take away

You give and take away

My heart will choose to say

Lord, blessed be Your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name

One Week

Howdy everybody! Yeah, I know it's been a while but I do have a good excuse, at least I think it's a good excuse, I mean if leaving the country for who knows how long isn't a good excuse then I don't know what is. Yep, it's almost time, this time next week we will be in VA with Daniel and Whitney touring Washington D.C. and a week from tomorrow we will be in the air on our way across the ocean. We have been very busy the last few weeks doing everything that needs to be done before leaving and in between times trying to see and spend as much time as we can with family and friends before leaving. The next few days will be taken up with packing and trying to fit what we need into four suitcases (that don't weigh more than 50 pounds each) and getting the house ready to leave. So it might be a while again before you hear from me. (You will have to get after Elise to keep writing:) I am going to try to be more faithful posting while I am over there so that you all can keep up to date with what is happening with me, and you all will have to leave comments and write emails so that I can keep up with you :)

I know that there have been a lot of things that have happened over the last few weeks that I could've shared but right now the above is all that I can think about so you will have to excuse me if this isn't longer or more informative ;)

Curtiss and I would greatly appreciate it if you keep us in your prayers over the next few days, weeks, months and or years might be better :) Thanks

Blogging Hibernation

:: big yawn ::

I feel as if I have just crawled out of a big cave and am now trying to wake up from blogging hibernation. Winter is a time for hibernation for certain creatures, and I suppose I have followed them into a cave. Now that it is so warm out I can't use winter hibernation as an excuse, so I suppose I will just have to find something to blog about.

Enter 2009

2009 entered just like every other year, the clock ticked down to the countdown, and everyone all cheered as we heard twelve strokes. It is now time to remember to write your checks '09 instead of '08 which is always new and weird.

Winter 2009-

Fresh new snow is falling and makes everything look pure and white. Sheets of ice and blankets of snow make beautiful beds for ground and trees alike. Everything looks so clean and new.

Spring 2009

A time for new things to burst through there covering of winter, to make there appearance, to pop there heads up and say hello to sunshine and to blue skies. And of course we can't forget about the lovely brown, smooth, Mud!

Spring somehow always make you want to brighten up your home too. It is a time when you see rugs hanging outside to get rid of the winter dust. New curtains are being made to be hung in the windows. In helping my sister Bethany make new curtains, I realized that just by hanging material on you windows you can give a room a whole new look and feel. When you walk into a room with nice new curtains you can feel at home, warm, and peaceful.

Spring is also a time when you make an appointment with your hairdresser so that she can tame your winter coat. I don't know about you but I was very ready to get my hair cut after long winter months of frizzy uncontrollable hair.

I think that in reading this you will know that I have had a bad case of spring fever. Now don't get me wrong I love winter and all of it's coldness and snowiness. But after months of cold and harsh weather, I was more then ready to feel the soft touch of the suns rays, and to feel a gentle warm breeze. I do believe that when God made the seasons he was giving us a picture of seasons in our lives. Sometimes the winds are going to blow and the cold is going to chill you to the bone. Sometimes life will just seem downright harsh and mean. But then God will give us a season of rest when we can feel the soft sun caress our cheek and we can feel the breeze slowly warm us up. Now that is not to say that there isn't any mud during this time, but God can help us dig through the mud to reveal all the "new" beautiful flowers that are coming in the next season of life.

Spring

Here I am once again sitting in the lodge at our favorite ski resort and I am wondering what to blog about. Ya'll won't know what to do getting a post three days in a row :) It is a bright, beautiful, sunny day here in WNY. This morning as I was loading the car I just enjoyed the feel of the brisk cold air as the sun was coming up over the hill... knowing that it would warm up through the day and become a lovely spring feeling day. I love the spring when you can feel the cold fingers of winter losing their grip, don't get me wrong I love the winter too, beautiful moonlight, snow covered nights when you can curl up on the couch with a blanket and a book. But by the time I get to the last of February, first of March I am ready for warm weather, for green grass and trees, for the first flowers to peek up through the ground. It is such a lovely, hopeful time of year, when everything is new and fresh.
For me this spring means change, it is the first for me being a wife and that for me doesn't just mean a new name and home but a new country and langauge. Intimidating? Yeah, I must admit it is, a little anyway. But I have no doubt that I am where I am supposed to be and that gives a confidence that I wouldn't otherwise have. So as I sit here looking at snow covered slopes and bare trees I can look ahead to the promise and the great "unknown" of spring with complete peace because I have the knowlegde that whatever I have to face in the future and whatever comes my way I don't have to face it alone. I have a father who knows everything from the end to the beginning and not only knows it but planned it himself. And that is the most reassuring of all!

Rambling Reflections

Hey everybody! I know it's been a while since I have really blogged anything. Life has been busy and I am sure that there were things that I could've told all of you but I just didn't feel like it so you'll have to just bear with my moods :) I am writing right now from one of the ski lodges at Holiday Valley (where Curtiss works). This is the second time that I have come with Curtiss when he headed to work and hung out in the lodge while he works and then we ski when he finishes.
Hanging out ALL day in a lodge??? you might ask, how boring. Actually it's not that bad and I kinda have fun doing nothing but reading or writing all day and the fact that Curtiss is near by and depending on what lift he is working at can pop in now and then makes it nice too:) Right now I can look out the window and see him swing chairs around as people get in them and head up the hill with theirs skis or boards. Who would've thought that when Mom and Dad got ski passes for all of us for a few years while I was growing and developing a love of "strapping two sticks to my feet and going down a hill" (as some people say:) would play into my life now? I mean I never would've thought that I would marry some one that works at a ski resort and that I could ski just as much as I wanted for free? Life is so fun, I have been so awed lately how different things from my childhood have played into my life now and prepared me for what I am doing now. Skiing is just a very small thing, just a bonus but it just impresses in me an even stronger belief that the Lord directs every one of our steps and nothing is done without a reason. This last Sunday Curtiss and I visited one of our supporting churches and gave them an update about the work in Romania and when we were done Curtiss asked me how it was and whether I liked feeling like I was on display (it could've been really disconcerting since last time Curtiss was there he wasn't married so of course everyone is interested in the newest "member") and I thought about it and realized that I hadn't felt uncomfortable at all and I figured it was because it wasn't new to me. Growing up as a pastors daughter and going to countless conferences that Dad either spoke at or organized where I helped in any way I could whether it was running the book table or just talking with people when they had questions. No, it wasn't in the exact same role or reason but it wasn't new and it prepared me to handle my new role of "missionary wife" without too much trepidation:). I know that this post is kinda rambling and it is finishing far different from where it started with sitting in a ski lodge, I hope that it is understandable if it's not then please disregard and just know that I know what I am trying to say:). Sometimes when I sit down to write I surprise myself, I had no idea that this post was going to head this way when I started but it is what I have been thinking about and sometimes writing helps me define exactly what I am feeling and going through. So thanks for letting me ramble it has made me feel better and I hope that it encourages you too. Just remember that nothing happens by chance and you never know how what you are going through now will play into your future, even if it is something as small as skiing with your family all those years ago...

Black and White

Wow! I suppose it is time that I do a real post, I guess so many different things have been happening that I just haven't had time to post anything. In the past six months, I have hit the big age of eighteen, ( that still sounds really weird... :P) My sister has said, "I do." My little brother turned 13, and my little, little, baby brother is now eight, and I am soon to be an aunt again, for the sixth time, and oh, so many other "things" have happened and are happening, that I can't even count them. Maybe that is why I really haven't blogged in a while, I was too busy living out my life. I guess that is as good a reason as any. ;) I hope I am not boring who ever may read this with my random weird thoughts, it just feels good to get them all written out in front of my face. I guess it makes life more of a reality when you can see it in black and white. I guess that is why God had the Bible printed in black and white, to make it clear to everyone that read it, He didn't have it be green and white, and He didn't have it grey and white, No, He had it printed black and white, just so it could be plain as day. I think the thing that amazes me the most about God, is how he loves everyone. Absolutely no outcasts, or ifs, or buts. He mearly loves us. I have been hearing that sooooo much lately that I think God is trying to get a point through to me, and not just me, but he keeps telling me that He loves everyone else too. He loves the people who are unlovely and unlikable, that is really hard for me to believe but it is another thing that He has all written out in black and white, " God SoOOO Loved the World that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not parish but have everlasting life." John 3:16 One of my new favorite songs is a song by one of my favorite music artists, I couldn't find the lyrics, so here is the web address. The song says everything that I have been thinking about lately. Well, I should go, this is getting rather long and incoherent, so, I suppose I will say goodbye to blogging for now, and hopefully it won't be so long in between posts again. ;)

Is God Speaking through it all?

God Speaking

By Ronnie Freeman

Have you ever heard a love song that set your spirit free?

Have you ever watched a sunrise and felt you could not breathe?

What if it's Him?

What if it's God speaking?

Have you ever cried a tear that you could not explain?

Have you ever met a stranger who already knew your name?

What if it's Him?

What if it's God speaking?

Who knows how He'll get a hold of us?

Get our attention to prove He is enough

He'll do and He'll use whatever He wants to

To tell us, “ I love you.”

Have you ever lost a loved one who you thought should still be here?

Do you know what it feels like to be tangled up in fear?

What if He's somehow involved?

What if He's speaking through it all?

Who knows how He'll get a hold of us?

Get our attention to prove He is enough

He'll do and He'll use whatever He wants to

To tell us, “ I love you.”

His ways are higher.

His ways are better.

Though sometimes strange,

What could be stranger - than God in a manger?

Who knows how He'll get a hold of us?

Get our attention to prove He is enough

Who knows how He’ll get a hold of you?

Get your attention to prove He is enough.

He'll do and He'll use whatever He wants to

To tell us, “ I love you.”

God is speaking, “I love you.”