THE BLOOD-SPRINKLED PATH WITH YESHUA

                          THE BLOOD-SPRINKLED PATH WITH YESHUA                         

There is a path called the Blood-Sprinkled Path ~~ it is His Path ~~ a path of suffering for sure & life as well & on this path I learn to become what Yeshua desires ~~ a genuine heart, truly, an authentic soul, one who is sincere, a dedicated & devoted heart ~~ one who walks the way of the cross ~~ for Yeshua. 

How does this all happen, you ask ~~ I tell you, it is surely a Mystery, for as I cry to Him in faith & love, He works & it is He & He alone who uses all my broken pieces to create a brand new me ~~ thru the sufferings & trials of the confusion, the losses, the heartbreaks, the questions, the fears I've had for my life & the lives of my family, the tears, the exhaustion of it all, the health issues, the lack of being understood, as well as the joys, the mountain tops, the answered prayers, the surprises, the affection & so much more ~~ essentially, the exchange of my living my life for the Living God & His Life ~~ Truly, it is all thru His sanctifying powers that lead to the desperately needed transformations of me that I could never (not in a million years) become. 

So I bow again & again & again before the Master of all Mysteries in the ever present creations of me with heartfelt love & affection! For I marvel at how Yeshua can take a broken soul (in every way) such as I & use all I am & all I've lived thru to shine forth more & more & step by step ~~ the image of Him! 

Surely, this IS a Marvel & a Mystery of all mysteries! My words, even these, fail to express what truly cannot ever be fully expressed yet I offer this flow of my heart to You, My King, My Love, My All.

BY THE HAND OF MY KING

~~ BY THE HAND OF MY KING ~~

By the Hand of my King

There is no other way

For even though it seems to be

By other hands, you see

Behind it all~~there is always

The Hand of my King.

Invisible and yet so powerfully

He moves in marvelous ways

To orchestrate my very life

Yes, each and every day.

Weaving a tapestry of mystery

Satisfying Him abundantly.

Truly, I will become all He desires 

For I am His most excellent prize.

Yea, He is unsearchable in all

And yet so very near

Hearing my every call

For I am His temple

Bought with a price

And by the Hand of my King

All these marvels make my heart sing!