Monday's Mourning Ministry - I Can Only Imagine ~MercyMe

Monday's Mourning Ministry

I Can Only Imagine

~MercyMe

with the London Symphony Orchestra

I Can Only Imagine

~MercyMe

with the London Symphony Orchestra

I can only imagine what it will be like

When I walk by Your side

I can only imagine what my eyes will see

When Your face is before me

I can only imagine

Yeah

Surrounded by Your glory

What will my heart feel?

Will I dance for You Jesus?

Or in awe of You be still?

Will I stand in Your presence

Or to my knees will I fall?

Will I sing, Hallelujah?

Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

I can only imagine when that day comes

And I find myself standing in the sun

I can only imagine when all I will do

Is forever, forever worship You

I can only imagine, yeah

I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory

What will my heart feel?

Will I dance for You Jesus?

Or in awe of You be still?

Will I stand in Your presence

Or to my knees will I fall?

Will I sing, Hallelujah?

Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory

What will my heart feel?

Will I dance for You Jesus?

Or in awe of You be still?

Will I stand in Your presence

Or to my knees will I fall?

Will I sing, Hallelujah?

Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine, yeah

I can only imagine

I can only imagine, yeah

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

When all I would do

Is forever, forever worship You

I can only imagine

Video: http://youtu.be/K_OB7d-B1Vw

Monday's Mourning Ministry - Save a Place for Me ~Matthew West

Monday's Mourning Ministry

Save a Place for Me

~Matthew West

Don't be mad

If I cry

It just hurts so bad, sometimes

'Cause everyday, it's sinking in

And I have to say goodbye all over again

You know I bet it feels good to have the weight of this world off your shoulders now

I'm dreaming of the day when I'm finally there with you

(Chorus)

Save a place for me

Save a place for me

I'll be there soon

I'll be there soon

Save a place for me

Save some grace for me

I'll be there soon

I'll be there soon

I have asked the questions why

But I guess the answer's for another time

So instead I pray, with every tear

And be thankful for the time I had you here

So, you just...

Save a place for me

Save a place for me

I'll be there soon

I'll be there soon

Save a place for me

Save some grace for me

I'll be there soon

I'll be there!

I wanna live my life

Just like you did

Make the most of my time

Just like you did

And I want to make my Home up in the sky

Just like you did

Oh, but until I get there...

Until I get there...

Just...

Save a place for me

Save a place for me

'Cause I will be there soon!

Save a place for me

Save a place for me

I'll be there soon

I'll be there soon!

http://youtu.be/zbsBUf9VKyc

Friday's Faith - Till Our Faith Becomes Sight…

Friday's Faith

Till Our Faith Becomes Sight…

My brother sent your pictures in the mail;

They pierced through my heart, sharp as a nail.

(Why couldn't you hear us that fatal day?

You made your decision; you had your say.)

Now we're left without you, our world's not right;

Ev'rybody else here, you're not in sight.

We thought we had grieved and grieved and grieved, yet

We see your picture; grief's bad as it can get.

Our hearts are broken; our world is just crushed.

Lord, touch our hearts with Your gentle sweet hush;

We don't receive all our promises here,

But one day we'll see our loved one so dear.

She is with You; she's okay; she's alright.

Just because we can't see her in our sight

Does not mean You have not crushed death's vile blight.

You died so that our faith will become sight:

When we reach the shore where there's no more night,

We'll see our baby ~ a beautiful sight;

We'll be together; our world will be right!

We'll live in the warmth of Your love, Your light.

Guard our hearts now while we live death's dark night,

Encourage us while we finish our fight.

You comfort and caress amidst our plight,

For You've lived the loss of Your Son, Your Delight…

Please keep us close, held in Your arms so tight;

Draw near through Death's Darkness, till our faith becomes sight!

Poem - Till Our Faith Becomes Sight... - Angie Bennett Prince - edited 10/27/2011

Tuesday's Trust - Who Has Seen...?

Tuesday's Trust

Who Has Seen...?

Who has seen the soul?

Neither I nor you:

But when fire inside's burning

The soul is passing thro'

Who has seen the soul?

Neither you nor I:

But when you're touched and bow your head

The soul has reached God's sky.

Who has seen the Lord?

Neither I nor you:

But when the soul is burning

The Lord is passing thro'

Who has seen the Lord?

Neither you nor I:

But when His sheep bow down their heads

The Shepherd hovers nigh.

Who has seen my child?

Neither I nor you

But when my heart is yearning

My baby loves me too

Who has seen my child?

Neither you nor I

But when my heart is crying so

My baby draws me nigh.

~Angie Bennett Prince,

inspired by Christina Rossetti

Picture of Jesus the Shepherd: http://picturesofjesus4you.com/slideview_do.html

Poem - Who has seen...? - Angie Bennett Prince - 5/9/2011

Tuesday's Trust - Specially Made...To Be Broken ~Nathan Prince

Tuesday's Trust

Specially Made...To Be Broken

~Nathan Prince

I wanted to share with you, my readers, my son Nathan's words on his blog this past week, describing his devastation from his loss of his sister, his best friend:

...(I)t is just...different when you lose a part of yourself. Didn't realize how MUCH she was a part of me, but it's just this gaping hole that has remained, and the harsh realization that not only has it not gone away, it has disabled my ability to brush things off calously like I used to easily do, to now, where

my sheer existence is like I am made of glass.

I picture myself as a vase, which not only is empty and the once beautiful designs that made it unique have worn off. It has been chipped around the edges, and has cracks all throughout its once unbroken structure, and even the slightest bump up against the table it rests on will send it crashing to the ground.

This is not to say that this vase is irrepairable, it is actually impossible to restore an actual broken vase to what it once was.

But the Potter that made this vase created it in such a way that only He can pick up the shattered vase lying helplessly and hopelessly broken, and restore it back to the way He originally designed it,

and through the compassion He has on it as His prized creation, He makes it even more beautiful and unique than before.

It now has a peaceful security in knowing how much care the Potter has for it, and has more joy than ever because while it was shattered on the ground, useless and forgotten, He stooped down and picked up every piece and made it anew.

The display of the love and compassion of the Potter toward His vase in this story shows the beauty of God's grace, and

how much compassion and understanding He has on this fragile vase I have become.

You should know that this story just flowed out of me from the Holy Spirit, not myself.

And He is why I write.

(highlights mine)

From Nathan's blog: http://bloggingthetruthinlove.blogspot.com/